I was 16 in 1991, browsing through my dad’s vinyl collection, hoping to find another album that had a saucy gatefold cover like Queen’s Jazz… instead, I found myself drawn to Marillion’s Script For A Jester’s Tear album and decided to listen to it. Instantly loved it, played it over and over, started listening to more of my dad’s stuff (Psychedelic Furs, Pink Floyd, Genesis).
Discovered music that would define my tastes for the next 30 years, and also discovered that my dad was actually a really cool dude.