Outside Now

It is important to me that people believe in my work. Its not out of the realm of possibility that I'm delusional and that my work only means anything at all to me alone. It occurs to me that my heaven and hell is my own, and perhaps it'll always be alien to the world. Worse yet, maybe my real fear is that its all kitschy like the 50's illustrations of political propaganda and that it'll never be seen by the general public as "high art" This could very well be true, and I should be ready to accept this possibility and settle for my art's significance to my own inner self at the exclusion of the outside world.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uOB6m8c8WI

These executives have plooked the fuck out of me
And there's still a long time to go
Before i've
Paid my debt to society.
And all I ever really wanted to do was
Play the guitar
'n bend the string like:
'reent-toont-teent-toont-teenooneenoonee'


I've got it!
I'll be sullen and withdrawn --
I'll dwindle off into the twilight realm
Of my own secret thoughts!
I'll lay on my back here 'til dawn,
In a semi-catatonic state
And dream of guitar notes
That would irritate
An executive kinda guy...

[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/outside-now-lyrics-frank-zappa.html ]

Well, I guess that one did the trick!
If they only coulda heard it,
Half-a-dozen of 'em woulda strangled
While they was suckin' on each others' dick!


But that was just a bunch of
Imaginary notes I played --
Just a little extra somethin'
To keep me goin' from day to day
But that's okay --
I'll be gettin' outta here pretty soon --
Then I won't have to live
In this ugly fuckin' room


I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...

-Frank Zappa, Joe's Garage - Outside Now.

Zappa's first band, the Mothers, was said to have "no commercial potential"