I get really bored telling my son about Cinderella and whatnot because he's going to hear it from someone else for the rest of his life every March.

So instead, I tell him stories about rock history.

Once upon a time, there was an amazing band called Genesis. They sang songs of tyrant kings and love and fighting for what's right. But there were two princes fighting for control of the Genesis Kingdom, Peter, and Phil who had known each other since they were little boys in school.

They could not solve their disagreements, and instead split the Kingdom of Genesis in two. All of the people were sad and dramatically disappointed with how the two could not get along, but moreover they were upset that there would be no more Genesis songs.

So one night, a little boy was crying about Genesis' breakup and his tears fell on a dragonfly. That dragonfly turned into a beautiful fairy who asked the boy, "Why are you so upset?"

"I will never hear a new Genesis song. Can you grant wishes?"

"For you, a boy of pure musical soul, I can. What is your wish?"

"I wish that not only would Genesis make new songs, but that they would make twice as many!"

Realizing that she couldn't make Peter Gabriel and Phil Collins fall in love again, as that violates fairy codes of ethics, she decided to inspire them with careers of their own choosing. Phil Collins grew up to write soft tones and dulcet songs of Sudio and Tarzan. Peter Gabriel grew up to write of greed and excess, and songs which inspired John Cusack to lift the heaviest of boomboxes to prove his love to a woman.

This is history. This is music.

I also have convinced him that Peter Frampton is a robot, which is why the album is called Frampton Comes Alive!

As well, he knows that Geffen and Asylum are the product of a magical wizard named David who can conjure muses from the aether.