My mom would be leaving the house and she'd say 'Don't you pull out all of the old dresses in the attic and put on a show again!' And the door would close and that's exactly what I'd do. The show was calling me!
My mom bought me a white Strat but that wasn't what I wanted so I went to a guitar store in Cleveland and – the guy told me it was a really good deal – made an even swap for a blue Teisco Del Ray. I loved that guitar and used it a bunch.
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When Queer Eye hit the church told my mom they were praying for me. She said God loves him too. And I support him 100 percent.
