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My Musical Story

The story of my musical journey begins with my earliest memory. It was 1968 lying on my parents’ bed in a little white weatherboard house with blue trim in Melbourne, Australia, when I heard a song on the wireless radio. That song was A Whiter Shade of Pale by Procol Harum. I thought I’d died

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