The 60's

Well I was "only 6/pretty much 7" on Jan 1, 1960, so this was really only the very beginning of my awareness that there was a world outside there beside my family, school and friends. 2 channels of black and white TV, the same small record player, music on the car radio was the main source, I really didn't follow or notice it much....yet.

True confessions: The coolest guy I knew was the Minister who spoke on Sundays at our church, Sunnybrook United in Lachine. What cool windows! What a great high ceiling, with huge bright lights! I would dream of, in the middle of all his mesmerising talk, just remembering how to do it, and then slowly flying up to the middle of the room, beside the lights up there. Not to distract from his sermon, but just to let the people see exactly what he was talking about.

I even used our back porch of the walk-up where we lived, and practiced giving my own sermons, to the moon, the birds and occasionally some wide-eyed younger kid. I wanted to to be like the one who spoke true things, that everyone listened to.
(Hey, I'm just being honest here! Maybe this kind of playing and thinking was actually from a few years earlier...we didn't have digital, but we/I sure had our imaginations!

Piano Lessons

To Royal Conservatory Grade 3, with good results. I always picked dance pieces to play for my exams, a harbinger of things to come. I said no to a 4'th year because...

Uncle Gerry's Drums

link to The Torchmen pages.

The Beatles on Ed Sullivan, and the week after...

Early external source/internal storage music, the first earworms, expand

And now, true confession time. The first pop song melody that got stuck in my head, the first of an eternal series of song snippets that I've had to learn to live with, was....

"I Will Follow Him" by the one and only Little Peggy March