I was 11 and my family had just moved to London when The Beatles had their first hit and I bought their first UK EP and The Animals, House of the Rising Sun, though my family didn't have a record player! But a friends family did.
During the 60's in London I listened to anything I could get my ears on, Rock, Pop, Motown, Ska, Reggae, everything, there was seemingly no limit and no walls back then. We all seemed to listen to pretty much anything and no one poo pooed one type, or though another type was superior, it was an exciting time to be a teenager and we were just sponges. (Or maybe I was just lucky with the company I kept.

)
But for me the real high impact, in terms of albums that I discovered after I had begun learning to play an instrument and which made me take some serious steps particularly as I was starting to write lyrics and music, began with Jethro Tull's Stand Up. My family had recently moved to remote Tasmania, Australia, and I had started at art school and I saw this record cover, that's what caught my attention. I had no idea who the hell Jethro Tull was, or what sort of music they played, but I thought any band who had a record cover like that had to be OK. That was 1969. Then soon after I found Van Morrison's Astral Weeks via a friends collection, a folk, rock, jazz, stream of consciousness through song after story telling song.
The journey has never ended, today there is just so much music out there that I hope I've got another 20 years or so left to keep finding something that shakes me up, and if I can play a bass line to it in my late 80's, then so much the better.
