| Ok, Landon, since you quoted THAT song, care to share the meaning behind the lyric? (I dare ya...). :)|
Back in Jersey there was a band we used to gig with called the Groove Tones. Best band in Jersey. Very Zappa-esque. They were two big fat guys and two skinny guys. The fat guy's would wear Mumu's and aunt jemima masks, and the skinny guy'd wear a g string. They'd open for themselves as an 80's cover band playing cheesy hair metal wearing spandex and wigs, and then come out as the Groove Tones. Costumes did not hide their real talent, which was combining Zappa like comedy with some smoking music that was a mix of Zappa, Stevie Ray Vaughn and some insane funk improvisations. They were so fun and so damn talented. They had a rotating roster of singers, it seemed (and they tried to steal ours, after a gig where he sang with both bands, we were scared. He was loving it with those guys, and he had the right charisma to pull it off with them, too.)
Signature songs of theirs: "Dr. 11th Finger (Just don't shake his hand)", "Vulveena Cheese," and "Gay Bar theme from Police Academy." Things you could only do in the mid 90's in South Jersey.