I went through a weird transformation. 150 Years ago, I was just a young cockroach in the back of a dirty Music Hall in NYC. I'd come out for the Violin and Piano solos, and watch the other insects gather around in awe of the operatic sounds. The music was creative and charismatic. They say the only things to survive a nuclear disaster are cockroaches. Well there wasn't any of that in NYC, but I am still alive. I still come out to hear the music, but the music has changed so. And, it was all due to this thing called Rock music. I try to recall all the players along the way, but at my advan...
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