And, just like the great philosophers before them, the band members themselves are not immediately forthcoming with the answers. Not all of them, anyway.

“Perhaps the answer itself is a journey, an odyssey, if you will. Much like our music,” argues Dean, the band’s principal timekeeper.

Not unexpectedly then, the music of Frankenfido is an intriguing and genre-defying creation that explores the boundaries of artistry and encourages listeners to re-evaluate their own preconceptions of rhythm, melody, harmony and tuning.

“The lessons I’ve learned in Frankenfido have been invaluable,” agrees Ben as he polishes his instrument.

Indeed, Frankenfido has gone so far as to invent its own genre: “post-music”.  A listening experience can no longer be treated simply as a passive endeavour. The band’s music demands that audiences apply their own imaginations to help comprehend the unique sonic landscape presented before them.

“Our theoretical stuff is just as enjoyable as our actual stuff,” adds bottom-end specialist Geoff, enigmatically.

The band hopes to challenge and provoke the gatekeepers of popular music – the establishment, if you will – who would ordinarily seek to prevent such a group from existing.

Frankenfido, therefore, is not so much a band as a way of life, an attitude, a mindset, a mantra for these disaffected souls who discover themselves trapped in an impersonal and increasingly baffling world.

“Music is not our product,” suggests Ken, who possesses a remarkable ability to imply melodies only by using his voice. “We could just concentrate on the written word instead.”

Many of us would wish to argue otherwise.