Prince, yeah. I made my own "Rude Boy" buttons with a black marker and clear paint. I knew all the lyrics to every song. Watched Purple Rain on cable TV as often as I could. Led Zeppelin. I scoured used record stores so I could buy all the six different covers of In Through the Out Door. Having the original paper wrapper was a plus, but I'd buy the album without it. Didn't really appreciate the Beatles until I was much older (35??). I liked the Stones!! (A REAL rock band).

Speaking of being older....my parents went to a jazz series in Denver, it was Gibson Jazz Series, held at the Paramount Theater, I believe. One year the theater was under construction, I believe, and they changed venues to a dark, smoky dinner club atmosphere....perfect for jazz, no?? That's when I went, but I was really too young to fully appreciate it. I didn't know the first thing about jazz, yet I still cherish the experience. I'd like to do it again, as an older person. I think I'd enjoy it even more. It was worthwhile, though, because it laid the foundations of my later music appreciation.