The story about me, apocryphal or not, is that I could sing before I spoke. My parents went into bedroom one day and there I was standing in the crib singing God Bless America.
I should get a few ribs taken out, because I'll be in a corset for the rest of my life.
Piano playing is a dying art. I love the fact that I can be one guy with one instrument evoking an emotional and musical experience.

