Liberache was specially commissioned to
play background music for the meeting between Ike and the ET’s at Edwards (now Edwards) AFB and also at the Holloman AFB landing.
Of course it was later discovered that this was a huge intergalactic fopah.
They had assumed that when the ET’s at Edwards began dancing and running around wildly to Liberache’s creshendo’s that they were really enjoying the music. They gave Liberache a bonus.
But they discovered to late at Holoman that, in fact, when LIberache played his great creshendo’s, the sound combinations, sequences and frequencies fried the simple bio-engineered synapses in some of the particularly susceptible ET’s noggins and sent them very erratically ‘round the bend’ permanently. Then, after about 25 creshendos, they fell over dead, foaming out of their little mouth slits. The chief ET was even affected.
The Powers that were at their home planet were not amused. They threatened to begin immediately abducting all the children of all classical musicians; all the children of all country western singers; all the children of all the blues singers and all the families of rock and roll singers unless the government promised to NEVER again pay Liberache another penny.
They also tried to negotiate the rights to do some anal probing with Liberache but the government declined.
Liberache was never told of the latter. There was some concern he’d be forever running around the Nevada desert volunteering.
Man, that’s a bitch, ain’t it ?