Just got back from the dentist and I can't think of a more suitable occasion to post a really defining moment for my musical upbringing here (Warning, might be downright crazy and weird to some):
I first listened to Frank Zappa's 200 Motels in 1982, long before I had seen the movie and frankly, back then I didn't have much a clue of what this was all about. After all this time the music and the film are still intriguing. Just like JS Bach. Or Miles Davis. What I am trying to say is that an eclectic taste of music is certainly most helpful for a better understanding of Life, the Universe and Everything.
On out.
Short stories about the Vindobona Hash House Harriers and other things. Keep distance, wash hands, stay human!
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