This day in music history.

December 4, 1993, Frank Zappa died of prostrate cancer. Zappa once said ''My job is extrapolating everything to its most absurd extreme.'' Born in Baltimore on Dec. 21, 1940, Frank Zappa came to California at age 10. He began to play drums at the age of 12, and was playing in R & B groups by high school, switching to guitar at 18. In 1964 Zappa joined a local R&B band, The Soul Giants, he soon assumed leadership, renaming the band "The Mothers." Frank would go on to record over 50 records full of some of the greatest music of the last 100 years. When asked how he felt about the fact he never had a big hit he said "The crux of the biscuit is: If it entertains you, fine. Enjoy it. If it doesn't, then blow it out your ass. I do it to amuse myself. If I like it, I release it. If somebody else likes it, that's a bonus. Most people wouldn't know music if it came up and bit them on the ass."
Two days after his death his widow, Gail, and children, Dweezil, Moon, Ahmet, and Diva, released a statement to the press that simply stated: "Composer Frank Zappa left for his final tour just before 6pm Saturday."
You Are What You Is by Frank Zappa
Do you know what you are?
You are what you is
You is what you am
(A cow don't make ham . . . )
You ain't what you're not So see what you got
You are what you is An' that's all it 'tis
A foolish young man From a middle class fam'ly
started singing the blues cause he thought it was manly
He tells you that chitlins . . .
Well, they taste just like candy He thinks that he's got
De whole thang down From the Nivea Lotion To de Royal Crown
A foolish young man Of the Negro Persuasion
Devoted his life To become a caucasian
He stopped eating pork
He stopped eating greens
He traded his dashiki for some Jordache Jeans
He learned to play golf An' he got a good score
Now he says to himself
"I AIN'T NO NIGGER NO MORE . . . HEY! HEY! HEY!"
Who is who
'N what is what
'N why is this
Appropriot
If you don't like
What you has got
Drop it in the dirt
'N let it rot
Someone else
Will surely come
N pick it up
Cause he wants some
And when one day
You wonder who
You used to was
N what you do
You'll scratch your head
N look around
But what you lost
Will not be found
Do you know what you are?
You are what you is
You is what you am
A cow don't make a ham
You ain't what you're not
So see what you got