I have always listened to music when I sleep.  When I was five years old, my older sister was sent to my room by my parents to put a record on for me (yes, I’m that old).  She didn’t want to, so she decided to play a little joke on me.  Instead of putting on the Archies, she put on Black Sabbath’s first album.  I was scared from the outset by the rainstorm and haunting church bell.  By the time Ozzy screamed, “Oh no please God help me!” I was in tears and calling for mom.

The next day, I listened to the album again and realized the strangest thing: I liked it.  I still like the Archies too.  Then I discovered I liked Abba, Led Zeppelin and Wagner.  It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship with music.


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