I asked my mother could I have an instrument. She said, 'Well if you go out and save your money.' So I went and got - I made me a shine box. I went out and started shining shoes, and I'd bring whatever I made.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
After I retired and came off the road, I gathered up all my musical instruments and suddenly, I wanted them all to be perfect.
My grandfather gave me my first guitar, an old acoustic with palm trees and dancing girls painted on it.
I wanted to take up music, so my father bought me a blunt instrument. He told me to knock myself out.
You know, my family is very musical, I was surrounded by it. And from four years old I was the one that asked my mother could I take piano lessons.
I got a guitar when I was about 14, for a Christmas present, and went from there.
A band asked me to go on tour when I was 22 and asked me to play drums, and I taught myself so I could go on this trip with these people. The drums found me; I didn't find them. When I started playing, I realized how appropriate an instrument it was for me.
My dad bought me a guitar and people would ask me to play.
God gave me the gift to be able to play instruments and I have to play.
My father had all kinds of instruments in the house that he would hide from my mother. He bought them through mail order!
When I had nothing else, I had my mother and the piano. And you know what? They were all I needed.