On the first day of summer vacation after 10th grade, the phone rang at 10am. On the phone was a guy with the same name as the drummer for the high school stage band who had just graduated, but it was his father. He said that he was a better drummer than his son and wondered if I was interested in playing with his band. I was 14 and filled with what I already have, so I said "sure, when?"
He told me to show up at the Beachmont VFW at 8:30 Thursday night ready to play. I asked "what should I bring?" He said "Bring everything you've got!" I asked what kind of music, he said "everything."
I was part of a four piece including drums, guitar and Farfisa organ. We played all requests and kept them dancing all night. In one set I played the Hustle, YMCA, and My Way.
I got $85 under the table, all the drinks I could drink and a few squeezes from the waitress. That was the beginning of a fun summer!