Growing up there was always music in our house, I was raised next to a record player and my mother always taught me to appreciate all genres of music. When I was nine years old my friends were all gushing over Hannah Montana while I was listening to The Beatles’ One album, and when I was four my favorite song was “Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My Head”. I can remember being in my mom’s office while she worked away at her desk and begging her to “Play the raindrops song!” She would always give in and change it from the local classic rock station to the 1969 traditional pop song “Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My
Growing up there was always music in our house, I was raised next to a record player and my mother always taught me to appreciate all genres of music. When I was nine years old my friends were all gushing over Hannah Montana while I was listening to The Beatles’ One album, and when I was four my favorite song was “Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My Head”. I can remember being in my mom’s office while she worked away at her desk and begging her to “Play the raindrops song!” She would always give in and change it from the local classic rock station to the 1969 traditional pop song “Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My