Things I believe: Music unites, music is therapy, and everyone deserves to enjoy the music they love. Even if most of their collection is irreverent pop with lyrics thinner than a two-dollar bill. Not every moment calls for deeper meaning. Sometimes, music is about nothing more than fun. Whether scream singing fifties doo-wop on the subway as a teen, or smoking a joint with a limo driver outside a rock show in my twenties, music punctuates my life. I can’t get enough. And, I don’t care how I consume it—live, vinyl, boom box, cassette, digitally or my all-time favorite media, CDs. Hell, I early adopted a social media profile for the music alone. I also learned to play, another story you’ll read in this book. With nearly every major event in my life, I can name a song to honor time, place, people. Unlike a concert, some peeps stuck for more than one night. They hand-stamped my forever memories by joining in the soundtrack of my existence. I’ve been in mosh pits, backstage, and even been on TV because of a favorite band. I share my heartfelt, debaucherous, and humorous moments with you here. After you read it, let me know one of your musical adventures. But, let’s meet at a show and chat live. Some of this sh*t is NSFW.