There are many forms of greatness. The brilliance of performing at the pinnacle to your demographic goes most rewarded. But what about the brilliance of surprise? Of crossing over racial, social status, and economic lines? Across genres of music? What THEN, would we call the person that crosses race AND reaches the pinnacle on the other side? We are forced to judge so many things in life prematurely. I picked up an album. It was odd. It didn't sound like anything i've ever heard. It had all these sound effects and voices. I don't know why everybody always told me how great this album was. So I put it away in my CD collection for 2 years. It's true the idea that the master will only appear when the student is ready. We sometimes take for granted great things when they are still around. I'll catch them the next time they do a tour, unless there is no next time. I don't get this guy. I don't get this form of music. I guess we will never understand him unless we answer this question; Should musicians cater to the audience or should the audience cater to the musician? Is there a secret genius locked away in those artists whose creations speak out so blatantly that it is your job to unlock their secret? Never resent the music that refuses to so readily explain itself to you. Does music exist in relation to YOU? Or should it exist by itself, and thus be understand as it's own encompassing entity? What's your rock philosophy?