I am an alien from the planet BengaZara, temporarily living in the body of a human named Dick. On my planet, we communicate through music, because everything revolves around sound--love, sadness, fear, hate, joy, sex and small furry animals with toxic spines. I had a gig as a "carny" travelling with an intergalactic amusement show, but my "saucer" blew a gasket, and I was forced to land on Earth. In order to repair my ship, I need something known to you as "cash". It seems my rockets have burnt a hole in their pockets. Meanwhile, I hope you what I have to say.