Music has been an important part of my life since the very beginning.  Even before I was born in fact.  My mom was one of those parents that believed listening to Beethoven or the other great composers in the womb would make their kid smarter and better in school.  The joke was on her though.  She used to love to exercise to the Lone Ranger theme.  Now I get motion sickness every time I hear it.  How’s that for a childhood trauma?