As soon as Alex picked up his first guitar at age two, my mom started brainwashing him by saying, "When you're a famous rock star and you're up on stage surrounded by your adoring fans, you'll dedicate a song to your Nana." Now, despite the fact that she was at the original Woodstock, my mom is not known for her knowledge of pop culture. To say the least. When I was in high school, I'm sure she thought my interest in the Red Hot Chili Peppers had to do with a culinary pursuit. If a song aired on a radio station that didn't have Teddy Pendergrass in their lineup, she didn't know it. If she had any knowledge of the likes of Iggy Pop, Anthony Keidis, or Perry Farrell, she'd know that one does NOT become a rock star by giving shout-outs to their nana.
She has been in far-off Lisbon, Portugal for a while doing important things like sampling pork cheeks and eating custard-filled pastries, so she hasn't been able to get a good dose of brainwashing into Kenyon...yet. But we did manage to capture Kenyon giving a non-Nana-shout-out rendition of a popular song. Give a listen and see how long it takes you to name that tune...
