As a child growing up we played a game while driving called “The Game”. “The Game” was simple. Dad scanned through the radio stations and the first person to correctly name the artist singing a song got 1 point. This game filled many of the hours of my childhood, and schooled my brother and I in the music of my parents… the music before our time. Playing with my dad was always a trip. He found a way to skip over popular music stations leaving us only a single chord to identify the song but somehow managed to hover around the classic rock stations… he even referred to certain musicians by their first names or just last name… Dylan, Clapton, Stevie, and Neil. This upbringing is seriously what allowed me to enjoy one of the greatest concerts I’d ever been to… Click To Continue Reading…