Growing up with my father forever singing and rehearsing for his second job – jazz muso in the 60’s in Brisbane – I was brought up on a constant musical diet of Nat King Cole and more Nat King Cole. My tastes have branched out since then but the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree. I learnt about Bob Dylan from my husband, and rap and all things ‘woke’ from my kids, but in the immortal words of Eartha Kitt, “my heart belongs to daddy”. Everything else I learnt from my mum.