By then I was in Brooklyn and drank my way through that summer. I stopped when I got sick of that and got a job at the Strand bookstore, which was a little better than the tax job.
After I exhausted the blues thing, I got into jazz.
I never really followed grunge.
Even by the time I was four or five, I had Gene Autry records.
My playing started to develop through the Miles Davis stuff I was listening to.
Reading music is something that's inherently hateful to me. It makes music like mathematics.