A brief exploration of my (unnecessary) adoration for Bryan Adams

The moment I fell in love with music: I was ten years old and had tuned into my town’s only radio station, an AM station that played nothing that was released before 1990. The song was one I had heard many times, the Grease theme song by the one and only Frankie Valli. From that moment on I listened to music constantly. Weekends were always filled with Rage and Video Hits weekends, my dad had always loved music playing in the background and I just took it up a notch. Soon I was asking to buy music magazines with my pocket money and I was given…