I was raised in a household surrounded by classical music and jazz. Still, in the 1960’s, the extreme burst of energy and invention happening in popular music was bound to find a way to seep in. To her credit, my mom and my aunt were adventurous in their tastes. Through them, and through some of the older kids in the neighborhood, I discovered the Beatles, Cream, the Doors and the Blues Project, among others. I was even allowed to go to a couple of psychedelic rock concerts in New York. Still, I was too young to know what was going on in the underground music scene, or that it even existed, so I learned about most of it only after the bands or artists were long gone.