I look back on my life and understand why music has taken up most of my life, though few others do. I am an anomaly to them– an outcast in a world of careers and families and politics and so many other things so more important and I can see that like Red Green and all of the excellent male role models on The Red Green Show, they accept me like I am, even if it’s not what they usually accept, and only if they have to. They have had to, I suppose, for I am who I am and that is not said as pure statement but with the realization that over the years I have tried to change.