Think of Frank Zappa – images of wild hair and that enormous beaknose, an incredible guitarist whose grunts, burps, and yowls perfectly complement the savage lyrics of his songs. Zappa tells the greasy groupies who want to become his teenage queen: "Do you think that I love you ... Stupid and blind? Do you think that I dream through the night of holding you near me?" – in "We're Only in it for the Money." (read more)

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If the music of Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention has always been somewhat incomprehensible, if not distasteful, to all but a handful of socially maladjusted teen-age boys suffering from terminal acne (which is Zappa's own conception of his following) it is probably Zappa himself who is to blame. (read more)

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Source: www.library.upenn.edu/docs/kislak/dp/