My mother told me (not long ago) that I played on a piano when I was 5 years old. It was on a visit in one of the neighbours house I found the piano and they was asking my mom where I had learned how to play that good...but sadly I don't remember a thing of it nowadays.
Well...actually I played electric guitar in my teen age. It began with a fluit at age 7 to 9 and then I chosen the guitar. About two years after that, me and 4 guys in my class became a band that was ment to be called "The Gremlins" but we couldn't really seriously get along or decide an "official name".
I did two or three performances and I learned that a guitar doesn't really works the same way on a stage as it does in a room without any audience. My fingers became sticky and simply doesn't slide as easily over the strings anymore...so I quit. In total we kept on for three years and we were mostly driven by ZZ-Top, Deep Purple, Europe, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Yngwie Malmsteen, Black Sabbath, Dio...all the stuff you can think of that was brain washing enough to play, but absolutely devastating to our ears.
I owe one big thanks to Jean Michel and Dreyfus records that I still can listening properly to music at all I guess.
I gave up, yes...but sometimes I can't help finding myself sitting there with the guitar, "experimenting" just to see if there is something left of that old fluent dream.