First contact - first gigs
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When it comes down to it.. I owe the creation of my musical career to two people: An old classmate/friend Chris Walsh and Jen Clement of Singing Strings . I had no inkling of desire to play the bass, let alone music. None. Zilch. I wasn't really a music fan. Though yes I did ask for a Vanilla Ice cassette tape the previous Christmas. Ahem. Chris though....he wanted to learn the electric bass. To play with his buddy Tarky Whitlock in a rock band. I knew nothing of the electric bass. In order for his mother to buy him an electric bass, she convinced him to get lessons from the music teacher. I can't remember whether we were already in the class and I was oblivious before or we were just starting the class but it was grade 9 in October of 1991 and Chris told me about his mother's deal and said "hey.. you should play bass too". I was a follower. So I followed. Now this Birchwood junior high school class wasn't a class full of already studied musicians w