I live with three musicians. My husband Eric was attending the Musicians Institute in Hollywood when we met. He plays bass and my daughter plays the piano. My son, Kai, plays the piano, drums, guitar and has the drive to learn any instrument. The three of them have bazillions of songs on their iPhones and are never without their music. Then there’s me who relishes the quiet, is extremely picky about what I listen to and dreads putting new music on my iPhone. I will listen to the same workout songs at the gym over and over for months until I just can’t take it anymore. Somehow I’m able to sit…