The first family instrument was the technologically Interesting Optigan organ/synthesizer (you slipped LP-sized floppy discs into an optical scanner to set the various keyboard and rhythm sounds). I was the worst in the family at playing that and subsequent keyboards. I’ve since been a terrible trombonist and drummer. Though I did show my brother, just getting acquainted with his fretless electric bass guitar, how to play the bass line for Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme”…something he was having difficulty with only because he was trying inadvertently to stick with the frets that didn’t exist on the new instrument’s neck. Trombone experience helpful thus.