Well, listening to music as much as I do I am sometime surprised that I like a song that I have never heard before and would never have listened to if it had not been played on the radio at that time. That got me thinking back in the way back machine in my head of growing up and wondering where my love of music first came from. I would have to say that it was from a force feeding on many long road trips. Those of you old enough to remember driving through parts of the rural southern United States can attest that there was not much selection to choose from back in those days, especially if you were sitting way in the back of the car and your Texas born and raised Father was controlling the radio. Needless to say my parents, both of whom worked at a fairly small college, had a wide range of musical tastes and so I was exposed to any and all sorts of music, either from them, their friends, my friends, my sister and/or her friends. So this song is about not prejudging any music or musician until your ears make the final call. Enough blabbing, I hope you all like it.

Don’t Listen if You Don’t Like It By Jeff Gilpin