Growing up, my imagined life as a musician was something along the lines of me lounging in a Learjet en route to a swelling outdoor amphitheatre on a dazzling summer's eve.
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I started imagining this whole different world. It was a society of musicians, a family I hoped I could belong to one day.
I grew up in a musical atmosphere at home.
But when I was a teenager, the idea of spending the rest of my life in a factory was real depressing. So the idea that I could become a musician opened up some possibilities I didn't see otherwise.
I still have a fantasy of being a musician when I grow up.
I just really longed to do music that reflected me as an adult and music that I thought was for other adults.
I grew up listening to music and going to the theatre.
I was staying with my sister and messing around with the guitar every day for my own amusement. Then she took me around and introduced me to Muddy Waters, Jimmy Rogers, Little Walter, and the first time I saw that onstage, it inspired me to play. I thought that was the world.
Playing music was always a part of my life; I don't know anything else.
Actually, I wanted to be a musician, either a guitarist or a drummer. I guess my dreams were in the entertainment industry, and I landed somewhere along there.
It was clear from the beginning that I was going to be a musician.
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