"Mistakes were made."
Those were the days. I was in the Navy stationed at Mare Island, Vallejo CA in the early 70s and I got my first taste of the underground music scene. I regularly frequented a bar in Berkeley called The Keystone. Was introduced to guys like Jerry Garcia there.
Frank had his shit together.
I make the motion that the next bread be titled "Dinah Moe Humm" edition because I got Frank Zappa on the brain and it sounds good.