Ted Nugent

Getting In Tune

My father began instilling an appreciation for music in me at an early age, often to my annoyance. We couldn't go for a car ride without him challenging me to his version of "Name That Tune," an old-timey game made obsolete by smartphones and the Shazam app. By the third grade, I could tell Lynyrd Skynyrd from Ted Nugent, and The Eagles from James Taylor. My earliest memories of seeing pride on my father's face are from when I guessed the songs correctly.

As I grew, and developed my own taste for music, I began to despise the square crap my father would play. While I was rocking out to Soundgarden, he was grooving to Tom Petty. While I was Rage-ing Against the Machine,...