I worked at emulating people I admired.
Black militants inspired me, but they scared me.
I identified with the hippies.
Further breaking away from
my parents' rhythm and blues, I listened to underground music. I was too young for
Woodstock,
but my father took my friends and me to see Janis Joplin. I decorated
my room with pictures of rockstars and
posters that I painted in fluorescent colors.