The whole album is a lot of fun, reminiscent of carousing a Midway or carnival at a state fair. "The Little House I Used to Live In" shows Frank Zappa's fertile imagination and unexpected changes in the wonderfully talented ensemble's instrumental virtuosity. I obtained "Burnt Weeny..." and "Weasels Ripped My Flesh" as an import double album in 1980; they seem inseparable. Nice artwork! Digital remastering hasn't done it any harm, that's for sure.