The Red Hot Chili Peppers - The Early Years


One day around 1978 I came home to find a kid on my front porch playing trumpet. He was around 14 and he was pretty good, so I invited him in. I play piano and guitar and we played for a little while together. His name was Michael. A few days later he brought by his friend Anthony and he hung out while Michael and I jammed. They discovered my bong and we got high and made music together. This went on for about a year until I moved.
 
I didn't see them again till many years later. Michael had changed his name to Flea and given up the trumpet for bass. They were the Red Hot Chili Peppers.


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