"I remember the first gig I ever played as a musician. It's on the top of my mind because I'm in front of a vinyl store. I'd been taking drum lessons since I was six years old. I'll never forget my father, he passed away about eleven years ago. When I was thirteen years old, after taking drum lessons for seven years, he drove me to the gig. I was filling in for a wedding band. I didn't even have cases for my drums, but he helped me unload the drums out of the trunk of his car, kissed me goodbye, said, 'Good luck,' and left. (Laughs) Thirteen years old. And I've been playing professionally ever since."
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