Were it not for A Love Supreme, Earthly music as we know it could not be so Funked Off and Psyched Out as the Gods of Saturn proclaim. A Love of Man, A Love of Woman, a Love of the Electric Toothbrush, A Love of the Earth, A Love of Jazz. Squids eating dough etc. Men on Mars proclaiming Infinity, Procreating and Perfecting Golf Shots.
Does it have to end so soon? (And other bollocks)