I remember the first time my musical taste was expanded beyond the pop charts and pushed into the outer reaches of a whole lotta love.  I was about eight years old and at a Christian camp (Camp Owanga) of all things… I was one of the younger kids of the group and one of the older boys who somehow (can’t remember how) had a lot of pull around the camp and a group of us were hanging out.  He pulled out the vinyl of Led Zeppelin II and put it over the PA system in the dining area.  We listened to that record till someone came in and told us we were done.

I was done from that moment on, music wasn’t the same.  I always wanted something more, something different.  It went from rock to rap to old time country and oldies (thanks to my mom for the last two). 

Over time and me being so young, my interest turned to sports and girls and just having fun.  Music took a back seat to soccer, baseball, riding my bike, being the unknown stuntman… (That’s another story for another time). 

So what the next trigger you might ask yourself?  Ahh it must be camp (this one time at band camp) or something… of course it wasn’t really band camp.  It was a camp to teach brilliant young bastards to study and learn and fall into society.  I can’t remember the name of this camp unfortunately.  I only went once and it was on a college campus and I had a lot of free range.  Of course I did at home too… but anyway. 

I was bunked with an older boy, who had been through this a few times as I was introduced to him.  I in my polo and jeans, he was in black jeans and a black t-shirt with led zeppelin on the front and don’t mention the multiple piercings in the ears.  We became friends despite the age gap… music was back in my life even if for a brief moment.  Can you guess…? I heard “Going to California” for the first time.  Ahh Led Zeppelin my old friend. 

From that day on music has always been a part of my life, from the early days…

When I reached the tender age of 14 or 15, I was moved from my comfort zone in Ocean Beach, (San Diego, CA) and relocated to Imperial Beach, CA.  This turned to my teen angst years and I turned to Hardcore Punk…

It was The Germs, Circle Jerks and Suicidal Tendencies among many more… I was still considered a good kid to most… I had my dark side… but this is about music influence and not social disorder.  Combat boots and torn jeans and a t-shirt that had a skeleton finger on it… was the costume of the moment

Well I must say I still have an affinity towards hardcore, from punk to metal to alcohol… lol I haven’t lost that question authority edge.   Music I listen to now?  As I stated in an earlier post it all ranges from Celtic folk that fills the soul to Hardcore punk that fills the mosh pit… even if it’s a little tamer than it used to be.

My current costume?  Well when I can get away with it… its’ still the torn jeans and something with a skull.  On those professional days, it’s slacks and a button up.  Always staying true to my roots through I have a skull someplace… anyway I’m starting to ramble I’ll let you all go… have a great day!