The art of juxtaposing his cerebral librettos with his scatological references was often lost on religious zealots. I thought he was a brilliant socialogist who seemed to only want to point out the truth as he saw it.
I didn't always agree, but usually enjoyed. One way or another, it always left me thinking... something we often don't do for ourselves enough.
It's a shame that the cocaine of the 70's took a toll on his heart. It's kind of ironic that it causes similar damage to that done by the after church all-you-can eat Baptist buffets.
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Dan
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