I'm in a right mood today. Luckily I can leave the Prozac on the shelf with the nooses, booze and pornography though. I've got a bit of Frank Zappa to cheer me up instead.
Ah, yes. Uncle Frank. He might be unfashionable, but he didn't care and neither do I. Here's a live version of Montana - everything you'll ever need in a song: daft lyrics, impossibly complicted music and a man called Napoleon Murphy-Brock on saxophone (which has to be the best rockstar name ever.) Check out the impossible vocal lines after the guitar solo.
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