When I was just getting into making music, I sang at home, but I just couldn't get a grasp on why, in my mind, it didn't sound good. Then, in late 1962, I convinced by dad to go to Sears with me and buy a new reel-to-reel tape recorder because the one that Roy had given me years before was outdated and wearing out. A few days later as I sat in my bedroom singing and playing guitar into the little tape recorder microphone, Roy walked in with, "Hey man, what're you doing?" I explained that I had a new tape recorder. He said, "Cool" and reached for my guitar. I hit the record button, and here's the actual track from that day. Later, singing along with that track helped me understand the importance of the proper key matched to a person's voice.