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I miss Captain Beefheart already

It's kind of amazing to think that while I was in high school I could buy new recordings by Captain Beefheart, Miles Davis and Joni Mitchel. Like...it wasn't a crime to be an out of this world genius. (all 3 were (Joni is) visual artists too)
 
Captain Beefheart was a true hero to me. when i finally became able to enjoy his music (not such an easy task for some!) i felt like a puppet who could see his strings; i had taken the red pill. although i don't have the talent or vision to imitate him (which he would have hated anyway), the creative inspiration he left will never be forgotten.

my favorite Beefheart moment is the laughing at the end of "Owed T'Alex". it's a moment of ultimate victory, as if he was looking back at all the lawyers and record labels who tried to destroy him and saying "You see? I win after all!" and it has special meaning now that he's finally gone from the world.

RIP to the Captain, a singular American genius. no one's ever gonna fill those shoes, that's for sure.
 
Frank Sinatra also was a painter. He was pretty good too.
That's a very interesting fact but I was talking about geniuses of my generation. Frank was a fine crooner, but he didn't invent his own new musical idiom like the three I listed did, and I also have the feeling that if you were intelligent and spoke without permission Frank would deliver (unto you) a smack in the kisser. Don was the best antidote to that kind of dumbed-down attitude--the post war strong silent type that followed orders of his "superiors" without questions asked was desired. (Not saying that Don was a sweetie to his musicians either...) Now again it is socially and politically uncool to be intelligent, but for a few years in the 70s it was cool. It's a theory at least.