At age 12, I Listened to "Framptom come's alive" album...that was it, I was sold, moved from playing Piano to guitar. Left school at 15...at That age...seems so long ago, I knew then, that there was something very wrong with the picture
Did all sorts of work and was able to turn my hand to mosts things, however, against my Fathers better judgment (bless him) I relized It was music that made my heart smile, It was my passion, so at 21yrs I put myself through music school and practiced like there was no tommorrow.
Back then, most ppls, including my parents, thought it was a silly endevour, as being a musician wasn't a "real" job! Well...that just kicked my ass along even more! at age 41yrs I had performed 3000 show's, raised two daughters, paid off a mortgage and had become a music teacher! All due to the magnificants of music!
Moral of this story: If you know your passion, follow it with everything you have!
Peace always.