
Originally Posted by
Boogieman
....as, one very wet day when, at school, we were not allowed out, but had to stay in the classroom with a teacher to watch over us. The teacher was Mrs Hopkirk, and to quieten the class down, she approached the old piano that stood against the back wall. We expected the usual Puff The Magic Dragon or some such (I was 8 at the time). Wrong!! She gave a spellbinding display of boogie-woogie that had us all enthralled. A spark had been lit. The flame was touched off at about the same time when I watched Jimi Hendrix on the TV (rare to see in those days) give an electric, in more ways than one, performance of Johnny B. Goode that had me bouncing around the room. I had discovered, by sheer good fortune, the overridng and overwhelming JOY that music can bring. I like that word, so I'll say it again. JOY. That's happiness. Feeling good. Upbeat. Light. Optimistic. Well. Content. JOYfull. Victor Kiam might have been so impressed that he bought the company, but I bought the music, by the score. A wonderful, happy journey that took me to Chuck Berry, Little Richard, Hendrix, Led Zep, Vintage (60s era) Clapton, Albert Ammons, Ten Years After, Deep Purple, AC/DC, Motorhead, Sex Pistols and latterly The Answer and Buckcherry. I even bought the guitar and have enjoyed playing for many years now. No ballads, no depressing stuff, no ********. I can survive the blips of Indie (dirge), Rap (just bloody awful), techno and boy bands (talentless twaddle), and shrug off the wimp-outs (Bowie, Queen, Status Quo, Robert Plant, Richie Blackmore, Green Day) because I've got an arsenal of pure adrenalin that spans about 80 years. [...]