My dad, and his brothers and sisters (my aunts and uncles on his side, obv.) They had this strict, Von Trapp-like, authoritarian father who made them practice as a family band before they were in grade school, so they’re crazy good on guitar and piano. He made them play old rag time. They learned folk rock, and mainstream rock as they grew older and they basically know every song in the world and can play anything by ear, and they’re just the best. They played my wedding.