Well, it's a good thing you didn't mention Boris Karloff. I had a very strange lucid dream during one of my power naps yesterday, and it involved a swamp, Boris Karloff wearing red, with a spider monkey next to him on a leash, singing phonemes and fricatives, all teh while popping up in every environment...

Monodrama in the making, anyone? A strange feller and his spider monkey: songs without words.