to promote my name a little bit:
listening to frusciante, its like..staring at the painting, thats at first so grainy and blurred, and everything you see are some black and white raw lines, that dont make sense, and you think - wtf is this shit..
but if you dont give up, and stare long enough..with opened eyes and opened mind..then suddenly...just BANG...you realize that you are looking into the most beatiful picture ever, full of colours and figures, into a whole new world, thats just soo deep and endless..
and then, full of excitement, you show it to someone....and he stares and says, seeing only some grainy and blurred, black and white raw lines: wtf is this shit...