One of the earliest memories I can recall is riding around in my dad’s car while he sang, atrociously I might add, along to the Beatles. It was all down hill from there. Before I discovered how much I love deftly crafted written words, I fell in love with music. I was practically weaned on classic rock. Zeppelin, Sabbath, the Beatles, Dylan, Hendrix….I can go on and on. And then I became the proud owner of a CD player and I found out about liner notes.