O Captain, My Captain 
I just learned from the Facebook page of Charles Bordone, a journalist Pile , that yesterday is gone Cuordibue Capitan, aka Don Van Vliet, a great artist, unattainable.
I could not really say how many times in my life, I said "Of course I like it! A lot. Why? the question: "But you really like, 'this stuff?".
The "stuff" in question was Trout Mask Replica, a 1969 made up his record in a single session of eight hours at the piano - an instrument that Captain Beefheart, clarinet and harmonica, before that time had not ever played - and then tried for months and months in a villa in the middle of who knows what the American desert and finally recorded in less than five hours.
Rock Dadaist, was called by some wit: music seriously crazy, shamanic ( Gimme dat ole time religion / Gimme dat ole time religion / Gimme dat ole time religion ), primitive, instinctive, disturbing, daughter of that unrepeatable explosion of creativity that were the late sixties, the Delta blues and free jazz wilder.
had since 1982, a record that was called Ice Cream for Crows, the Captain did not affect most.
But if you attended a bit Tom Waits post Swordfishtrombones (from Rain Dogs to Mule Variations through Bone Machine), then Captain Beefheart have heard the singing and playing a lot of times even after the 1982: the great Tom his music has had a huge influence , more honestly stated. Both
slight earth to Captain.
