This is what happens when (-surprise!) your commune wants to start a band and you're force to sing or move out. I had this happen to me once in 'Frisco. We had this head honcho, we'll call him "Dave" he was in charge of growing all the food in the backyard, but he really wanted to play music and thought himself quite the comedian. Truth is, everyone hated "Dave", but he grew the best eggplant. Anyhow, Dave and his jokes, that only he laughed at, and his overinflated eggplant decided the commune should start a band. And, this band would be dedicated to making silly songs and being as 'far out' as possible. That's about the time that I decided to head to another commune across the street where they just ate mushrooms, smoked a ton of weed and had group sex all day. But, that's a different eggplant story.