My brother taught me the guitar when I was in the 5th grade, using my Mom's old steel string classical guitar with horrible string action. Ouch...I can still remember how my fingers hurt. My first song was "Venus". When I was a teenager growing up, my mom had a record of a solo guitarist named Bill Harris. I used to listen to it over and over. I never learned to read music, but I picked up Lullaby of Birdland and Poinciana. I have always enjoyed the feel and peacefullness of the solo guitar.