This post from last week got me thinking, so I thought I'd share some further insight into where exactly this Michael Ivey guy comes from.
Back when I was 15, I was over my friend James' house one lazy summer's eve, when a group of us decided to start watching Woodstock on DVD (James was the guy who always had the latest gadgets so naturally he was the first to purchase a DVD player). As far as specifics, we were really only interested in watching Hendrix play the National Anthem, but somehow we ended up watching Santana's "Soul Sacrifice" as well.
The following seriously changed my life (I've linked to the appropriate 2 minute section):
The next day I began begging for a drum set.
Eight years later, though I may not have reached Woodstock level success, I did find myself playing 80's cover songs at various establishments in College Station, TX with the infamous "Drying Off Grandpa." Which come with a certain degree of status, I think.