My mom would give me a piece to play but I wouldn't do any theory because when it came time to do it I would sneak back upstairs and watch TV. So I had these kind of nonchalant lessons for years then it just started soaking in.

I gave guitar lessons. I tried to join bands. My mom always said it was obvious that nothing was going to stop me.

I grew up painting and playing piano so when I was a little kid I thought I was going to be an artist or a painter but my mom had me taking piano lessons for about 10-12 years as a young kid.

Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood.

To know ourselves is agreed by all to be the most useful Learning the first Lessons therefore given us ought to be on that Subject.

I'm thinking about learning a few new things - like taking classical guitar lessons - and I'd like to bring what I learn into hard rock.

I got started when I was 3 years old because my father was a music teacher and my lessons were free. Instead of learning to walk you learn to play the piano.

It wasn't until after private lessons and learning bass lines that I even noticed bass in the music I was listening to at that age. My ears were blown wide open.

I brought a Border Collie back home to Vancouver from Wales - where some of my ancestors are from - and needed to challenge him in other ways than just being my pet. So I investigated sheep herding and took a few lessons and decided I was probably learning more than my dog!

Are your kids learning the right lessons about 9/11? Ten years after Osama bin Laden's henchmen murdered thousands of innocents on American soil too many children have been spoon-fed the thin gruel of progressive political correctness over the stiff antidote of truth.