I'm healthy have a loving and adorable family great hunting dogs a gravity defying musical career and most importantly fuzzy-headed idiots hate me.

If there's any object in human experience that's a precedent for what a computer should be like it's a musical instrument: a device where you can explore a huge range of possibilities through an interface that connects your mind and your body allowing you to be emotionally authentic and expressive.

We are increasingly likely to find ourselves in places with background music. No composers have thought to write for these modern spaces which represent 30% of our musical experience.

How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes such enchanted musical instruments as the ears and such fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself anything less than a god.

I was really fortunate growing up to have a broad musical education. My parents listened to all kinds of music rock soul Motown jazz Frank Sinatra everything.

I have to say I have an incredible musical education because of my father.

Our last jam session was this past Christmas. Dad played his harmonica mom sang in English and Italian and I played guitar. I'm so happy that we could share that musical experience for one last time.

My dad is a very quick-witted sarcastic dry humorous guy whereas my mom's very silly and that side of the family is very musical.

When I used to do musical theatre my dad refused to come backstage. He never wanted to see the props up close or the sets up close. He didn't want to see the magic.

I came from somewhat of a musical family. I had an uncle on Broadway. My dad kind of knows how to play instruments. Although I always find it annoying when he does play an instrument.