Someone recently asked me what was the first concert I attended. I was 12 and my parents took me to see The Beach Boys at Selland Arena in Fresno. I brought my vinyl copy of Pet Sounds with me in hopes of getting it autographed — oh, and trust me, I did — by all five of them…but only because my HOT, felonious, Filipina mother conned her way backstage by telling their manager that her young daughter was dying of cancer. Brian Wilson even wrote, “Get Well Soon!” before signing his name.
It is from this shameless, ruthless, grifter’s mindset that I sprang.