For me it all started sometime in the summer of 1974.
I was thirteen at the time a drummer in our middle school band and somewhat discouraged with the then current state of music in America.
One hot summer day I was kicking back on the front porch with my best friend sharing a joint and listening to the local "Rock" station.
We were bemoaning all the insipid faggy crap passing as music on radio rotation at the time and the sad state of popular music in general when all of a sudden this utterly raw song with an incredible Bass line began pouring out of the speakers.
Then this nasally voice started to sing:
"I get up at seven, yeah, And I go to work at nine, I got no time for livin' Yes, I'm workin' all the time..."
I was blown away by the song and I was instantly hooked!
Rush as I soon learned was the groups name instantly became my new favorite band and their skinny bass player became my new musical hero...
I determined that day; to Hell with the drums. I'm going to become a bassist!