Wow, Beefheart must've been through a lot of pain as he wrote this song.
He knew his time was coming eventually, so he wrote a song entirely built on doubt. He's confused that despite all of the influence that his music has outright created (case of the punks), he's still regarded a joke amongst music buyers. He's pissed off at his own lack of success, at his association with Frank Zappa, and how he feels old amongst a sea of continually progressing musicians. He's jaded. I mean, he's depressed.
Wow, Beefheart must've been through a lot of pain as he wrote this song.
He knew his time was coming eventually, so he wrote a song entirely built on doubt. He's confused that despite all of the influence that his music has outright created (case of the punks), he's still regarded a joke amongst music buyers. He's pissed off at his own lack of success, at his association with Frank Zappa, and how he feels old amongst a sea of continually progressing musicians. He's jaded. I mean, he's depressed.