Re: Did Your Parents Disaprove.
It was my mother who convinced my father that I was born to be a drummer. My father hated it. I was doing poorly in school, hanging around with the wrong crowd and all that, but he relented and I found a guy who was selling his Ludwig drums and Zildjian cymbals for $200, which was a good hunk of money in the sixties, but it was still a great deal.
I really, really wish I still had those drums.
My father thought musicians were criminals, low-lifes.
He'd say, "If you spent as much time on your books as you do on your drums you'd be a straight-A student." He was probably right!
Eventually he'd actually come to see me play when he was on business trips, and he saw that I was not only supporting myself but had bought a car and was living an interesting life. Also, he saw that I was good at my job, and was impressed whenever I'd send my parents a record I'd played on. And I know he liked looking at all the girls.
Call me J