It all astarted with alice cooper, the first musical thing I can remember in my life is my father playing me "Skeletons In My closet" by alice cooper when I was like 3 or something. I always got him to put that song on haha....It just went from there(though not until about grade 5/6 in schooL!)
I started off loveing music, then when I hit kindergarten I seemed to lose all interest. I didn't buy a single piece of music until about 5-6 years later I believe. And that purchase was pretty neat: I oirdered seven free tapes from Columbia house, and got "Skid Row-Slave to The Grind" come by mistake somehow. It was listed as having explicit lyrics, so my mother told me I couldn't listen to it since it would make me kill myself. I didn't want that, so I didn't listen to it.
After a few weeks, my wandering mind couldn't figure out how a tape could make you kill yourself, so i asked her if I could listen to it. She apparently had forgotten, so I threw it on, and was blown away by the heaviest fastest, greatest music in the world! And emotional as well! I can remember whenever my parents would come in my room, I would shut the tape off so they wouldn't think I was crazy (that was some really wild music at the time!I can't possibly describe the intensity I felt when that album was on! I'd turn it off as my parents came downstairs, and I'd almost be shaking, as if suddenly taken away from a guilty pleasure...) That was the true beginning of metal flowing into my life, though I give the Coop credit for being the basis of it!