Oh man, I was in college about 1966 maybe, when Carlos Montoya came to town and performed at the university, I took a date, a local folk singer. The guy sits on a chair, center stage, and just wails. I swear he was playing one song with his left hand and another with his right, and at the same time managing to beat out a rhythm on the face of the guitar with whatever extra fingers he had. Amazing. it wasn't a career inspiration, but I can see why you would be impressed, I sure was.
When I was in school, music was crap. WE had Johnny Angel, and Soldier boy. It's My Party. Roses are read. Then the British invasion happened. I wasn't into the Beatles at first, but I liked the Rolling Stones. But for some reason, the Stones tune Mona - a Bo Diddley cover - just spoke to me, and it turned my head to music.