I remember throwing three tantrums when I was a kid. Two out of three tantrums worked. The first one was for a bicycle. The second was for piano lessons. The third was for a new pair of shoes. I got the bike and the piano lessons. Man, what a brat. I’ve made up for the shoes in my adult life.
My mother sometimes cries that she didn’t know that actually providing me with a piano and lessons would lead to my playing music in public. We are not a family of performers. We’re histrionic and musical, but not in public, so she finds it perturbing that I’ll sing songs in front of people I don’t know. I was in a rock band (murderizer.com) for five years before I was able to admit it to her. I lied to my dad on his deathbed when he told me to stay away from musicians.
I also back-up my friends on accordion, voice, drums, dancing, whatever they want me to do… Ching Ching, Nan and the One Night Stands, Julie Delano , Leslie Graves and Danydany are some of the folks I’m lucky to make music with.Share