I became serious about music when I was 12 or 13, and then I decided I would practice and study and try to get better. My older brother and myself, we always played together in bands. But, we never knew that we would be professional musicians because we looked up to our father. He still is much greater than us. He knew all these songs, he could really improvise and play jazz and the generation we grew up in, nobody could improvise or play. We had stopped playing blues, so really there was no way for us to figure we could learn how to play. He knew all the songs by George Gershwin, and Cole Porter, Duke Ellington, the whole tradition of American popular music — my father knew that. When we were growing up, we didn’t listen to any of that kind of music. We had jazz recordings, but you listen to a recording of Miles Davis or Clifford Brown, Dizzy Gillespie, you’re so far away from what that is, it just seems like another world. We didn’t think we would be musicians. So, when we were actually living in our household, we just really looked up to our father. He wasn’t working that much, so we thought, “If dad is not working, as much piano as he can play, then our chances of making it playing music must be zero, because we can’t play.”