At some point - probably in your early teens - music spoke to you in a way it doesn't speak to the rest of the world. You started checking the back sleeve for the names of 2nd Cello and the producer. You know the difference between a french horn and a sax. When you think of NY you don't think about the Empire State Building; you think of CBGBs. You are musicaholic.

Give us the whowhatwherewhen&/orwhy of your transformation.