My parents tried to give me music when I was a kid. They bought a secondhand guitar and drove me to lessons each week. But the lessons didn’t take. Maybe it was a lack of self discipline. Or we could blame my guitar teachers, who kept moving out of town after teaching me a lesson or two. How could I not take that personally? To be fair, I don’t have a good ear. They said Granny could hear a note and repeat it even though she never had formal training. Music might be in my blood, but it’s not in...

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