There I was, on the road, in a 10 - piece multi-racial, Top 40 funk band.
Fresh out of 1st year music college.
Gigging was fun, gigging was addictive.
It was "summetime and the living was easy", even the ugly musicians got laid every night.
Most musicians loved it and so did I.
But I could see my future, and it wasn't looking pretty.
Life was unsafe sex, hard drugs and that good ole fashion rock n roll.
By the time we reached Montreal, after driving 5 hours from Toronto,
it was obvious the drummer was an alcoholic.
I had to get out of there, I had to get back home.
Unlike the other musicians, I was determined that going forward, I needed to play my own music.
But first we had to get away from the groupies...
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