Music has been part of my life since I was about 10 years old, when I first joined a brass band and learned to play an instrument.  These pictures of Porthleven Town Band and yours truly were taken after a contest in which we did particularly well.  I carried on with my music while serving in the RAF and learned to play alto saxophone too.  I ended up in a small dance band for a couple of years but the alto sax fell by the wayside and I didn't pick another one up until I retired.  It all soon came back after 30 odd years away from the saxophone, and I started playing alto sax again, at first with a large local concert band, but I soon moved on to the tenor sax, with which I felt much more at home, and ended up playing tenor with HMS Seahawk Volunteer Band at nearby Royal Navy Air Station Culdrose.  

I also played the guitar from an early age, and from 1961 to about 1964 a bunch of us young RAF lads worked in a pretty successful rock group called The Incas, we called them groups back then - bands were as above.  We made a record, an EP with 2 tracks on each side, and I think I have the last remaining copy.  We 'warmed up' for Gene Vincent once in the Weston-Super-Mare Winter Gardens, (remember him you oldies?) and shared a dressing room with him and his group The Blue Caps.  At 1 am GV told his minder to go and find some 'booze'.  Well at 1 in the morning W-S-M was a ghost town in those days, but 15 minutes later the minder strolled back into the dressing room with a case of beer and 2 bottles of Scotch and in a slow drawl said simply "Don't ask". We didn't, and to this day I have no idea where he got the booze from.  Then this new group from Liverpool came to Weston-Super-Mare and I went to see them play in the Odeon Cinema.  It was 1962, they were called The Beatles and the rest, as they say, is history.