My dad has always had the biggest musical influence on me. My first musical memory is of my Dad singing me a lullaby. we used to go to Scotty’s Pizza in Bay View and he would always put Harry Belafonte’s “Day-O” on the jukebox and we would shout along with it. And every time I hear Talking Head’s “And She Was” I picture him in our car, doing his best David Byrne impersonation. My love of sad songs and musical weirdos comes from him. It’s strange how one person can really shape your whole musical identity. These songs are in our blood. I wouldn’t be here without him. Please read or listen to Al Barney talk about one song that he can’t stop listening to.