Things have changed quite a bit, but some things never change. For example, I’m still a kid when it comes to music. I still sing along at the top of my lungs to some of the same old punk rock songs and dance in my room when nobody’s around and practice rock and roll poses in the mirror. And I still get that same giddy, excited feeling when I hear a particularly good song for the first time and know that I’ve stumbled across something special that really resonates with me.
You may be the patron saint of song and dance, Dionysus, but I was rocking out long before I ever laid eyes on you.
The first band that really grabbed me, that really made me feel the music on a primal level and want to figure out how it worked, was Green Day. Don’t laugh, mate–I was only eight years old. Dookie had just come out, and like a lot of other young kids, I was way into it. I had no idea what they were singing about really (homelessness and masturbation weren’t in my lexicon), but something about the music had me hooked. Indeed, I had discovered my first favorite band, Dionysus.