I generally tend to be long-winded in my stories here, but in regards to this I don't really need to be long winded...quite frankly Frank Zappa was the first (not the last, though possibly the best) musician who made me realize that one doesn't have to be a brooding dark poet...
frank and the mothers have changed my life, the boldness of avant-garde is what makes music so powerful. his compositions have helped me realise the importance of not just messin round with some lick or riff from a book, but actually MAKING MUSIC. through media, music...
Or arrr theydaydayday huh?
[The Duke Of Prunes]:
A moon beam through the prune In June
Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans
And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck
The cheese I have for you, my dear
Is real and very new
A moon beam...