I had kind of a tough childhood growing up, but after my dad left, things kind of calmed down. It was just my brother and my mother and myself, and we all worked jobs. And in high school I had a bunch of new friends. We used to have these parties called “grassers.” We’d all go out in some farmer’s field in Ann Arbor and dance. One guy had an upside-down record player in his car that he’d attach to the battery and everyone would play their favorite 45s. That’s where I got, “Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy, out in the back seat of my ’60 Chevy.” I actually had a ’62, but ’60 sang better.