At the risk of sounding boastful, I jammed countless times with Zimmerman in HS (I'm 2 months older) and we were playing a kegger house party in his hometown, Hibbing, Minnesota. Unknown to either of us, a young lady, the personal secretary for a major talent agent, Jay Loury (sp?) was home for the weekend. A few days later, I received an invitation to appear for an audition. Bob didn't!