Born in the 1950s, I was lucky enough to be brought up on the finest and most creative musical talent spanning the '60s, 70s and to a lesser extent the 1980s. I had heroes in The Beatles, Stones, Hendrix, Cream, Pink Floyd, Free, Deep Purple and even Elvis, well very early pre Holywood, pre-obese Elvis, along with many others, however as the years have passed it turns out that there was a total a'hole in each of the aforementioned legends along with many other artists and bands that I loved. The most disappointing of all for me being John Lennon. I adored The Beatles and still do, but my enjoyment of their music is now forever tainted every time I hear Lennon's nasal vocals since I found out over the years what a horrible person he was to his wife, child and many a fan. The Stones in their early days had the extremely unpleasant Brian Jones fathering children everywhere and abandoning them; Hendrix's nasty alcoholic and drug addled incidents; Cream's Ginger smack-head the epitome of nastiness; Floyd's "I am Pink Floyd" Waters, (it turned out he wasn't) who treated the gentle and mega-talented Rick Wright like a lackey; Free's Paul Rogers who treated Paul Kossoff, one of the finest blues guitarists ever, appallingly; Purple's Blackmore who to this day is still just a complete a'hole; and finally Elvis turns out to be a hick and a drug using hypocrite who tried to get the CIA to prevent the Beatles from working in America. In spite of the knowledge I now have of many a favourite band or artist's seriously unpleasant traits, I still listen to them, but the gloss has somewhat faded. Yes, I know there are a'holes everywhere, but they don't spoil my enjoyment of my musical favourites. It's a bit like finding out that Santa, the Tooth Fairy, The Easter Bunny and God are all made up.