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Beatles, Stones, Motown, Bowie - loved them all!
I was really fortunate to have a dad who loved rock 'n' roll as much as I did. This is not so rare today but back in the 1960's ... He took me to lots and lots of concerts and hippie ballrooms (Winterland, Family Dog) in the Bay Area. I would have been 9 years old when we started going.
The Beatles. The Airplane. Janis. Santana before he found his sound, even. On and on. My dad always made sure I had the latest Beatles record right when it was released. It was as important to him as it was to me.
I think about it now and it blows my mind. How open my dad was to these brand new things. He was really a jazz fan who always found the best jazz club in whatever city. This meant the maryjane fumes at the rock concerts didn't bother him in the least, didn't make him think twice about taking me along.
My dad's been gone 8 1/2 years now. Can you tell I miss him? What a guy.
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"I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice. Here comes the smolder." - Flynn Rider, "Tangled"
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