Imagine Katy Perry or Lady Gaga walking the red carpet before giving an outstanding performance at a fancy award show. Thousands of fans scream the second they walk on stage. When I was eight years old, I was convinced someday that would be me. I was going to grow up and become a famous singer. I would jump around my room and belt out nonsensical notes while Avril Lavigne was blaring from my radio, obviously practicing for my debut. I even tried to write my own songs, but could never finish one. Those ridiculous fantasies are now long gone, but music is still an essential aspect of my everyday life. Music is important to me because it has been a part of my entire life, it helped me grow, and it can heal any emotion I might be carrying. I have …show more content…
been surrounded by music for my whole life. When I was only three years old, my grandma would take me to Kindermusik. All of us would experiment by tapping our hands on the little instruments. I was already intrigued with music at a young age. Multiple years later, my mom forced me to start taking piano lessons. Initially, I absolutely loathed playing the piano. I dreaded going to my lesson week after week because I hated being told what to play. I easily become frustrated and would never practice because I didn’t have any patience. After a few long years of lessons, I finally realized I knew enough to compose my own songs. Whenever I had the chance, I would start making up little tunes. I would beg for my parents to leave the house, so I could sit down at the piano and make up a song. This was life changing for me because it was another way for me to be creative while doing something I truly loved. My passion for music grew immensely during this period because of the skills I gained by playing piano. Band also grew my musical interest into a true passion.
Once middle school started, my family encouraged me to join concert band. They had all been in band and expected me to be too. I refused to try any of the brass or wind instruments because the thought of spit grossed me out, so I decided to join the percussion section. Middle school band sparked many friendships I still have today. It also expanded my knowledge on how to read rhythms. Mr. Cole taught us short words and phrases to help us play the rhythms correctly. He would say, “Mississippi, riverboat, popsicle,” and other words. In seventh grade we started marching band; this was my first glimpse at drumline. Originally I had no appreciation for marching band. Possibly because I knew our band sounded like complete garbage. Once I reached high school, drumline and marching band were completely different. The other students actually knew how to march and play in time, and it sounded pleasing to the ear! The silly phrases Mr. Cole taught me in middle school carried over into high school. Every year when Mr. Philgreen hands out our music, the bass drums have multiple sectionals throughout the season. Sometimes we would come across a difficult rhythm, and to get it down, we would put words to it. For example, in our cadence ‘Bounce’ we would say, “One day I swear, oh yeah I’m gonna swat flies. One day I swear that Emily is cute.” These silly phrases did not always make sense, but they served their purpose. Everytime we play our cadences, I always spew theses goofy sentences in my mind, even though I have been playing them for four years now. Making new friends and creating these silly sentences are some of my favorite memories of
drumline. Taking private voice lessons and singing solos helped me gained courage to fulfill my passion. For years I was extremely shy. When I was with my friends, I felt comfortable to be myself, but once I was surrounded by several other people, I became terrified to just breathe. Music gave me the freedom to speak out more, something I had dreamed of for years. In eighth grade I began taking private vocal lessons from a woman in Monticello. My brother had taken lessons from her and encouraged me to do the same. She helped me focus and strengthen my sound. I would spend hours with her preparing solos for solo and small ensemble contest, West Delaware’s Dinner Show, and River’s Day. Having to stand in front of my entire grade and sing a solo for River’s Day mortified me. It felt like their eyes were burning a gigantic hole right through my soul. My hand was shaking vigorously while I held the mic to my mouth. The experience was so traumatizing, I honestly do not remember most of it. Once I finished my repulsive singing, I promptly sat back down, slouching in my chair. I was praying everyone had already forgotten my terrible performance. Although terrifying, singing in front of my class helped my confidence grow a little more. It was another giant leap towards my passion. Along with River’s Day, I have also sung solos for solo and small ensemble contest. Every year, one of my solos is usually in a foreign language. Sometimes the most beautiful songs are the ones we cannot understand. Occasionally my voice teacher, Francie, will give me a synopsis of the song, so I can try to sing with some emotion. Other times she is completely clueless. Francie is definitely one of the craziest ladies I have ever met. Thankfully, my voice teacher also helped me with the All-State music. I would drag my groups to her house so she could hear all of us sing together. She always gave us feedback and said exactly what was on her mind, even if it was not something we wanted to hear. The All-State music is probably the most beautiful music I’ve heard in my life. It is so melodic it made me want to cry because of its beauty. I always wanted to be a part of the All-State chorus and stand near the bottom so I could hear the choir roar down on me, but unfortunately I was never accepted. However, I still grew immensely from singing four years of difficult music and I don’t regret going through the process at all. Auditioning gave me more opportunities to practice performing for others, which has always been a nerve-racking struggle for me. I am extremely grateful for the opportunity to hear this style of music and it has changed my life. Passionate emotions bleed throughout all music. When I become stressed, sad, or happy, I listen to music. A song can make you laugh, cry, or go back in time. It’s not always the music that makes you feel deep emotion, but rather the memories and people that come to mind when you hear it. I love how an artist can write a song containing great meaning to them, and a listener can interpret a completely different message from the same song. I adore how Adele can hit me hard with her sadness, and Katy Perry can pump me up. Whenever I am driving, you will find me singing. Driving down the road and singing with the radio is alleviation from a stressful day. After I hear a song a few times, I start to make my own harmonies when I sing along. I never tried to harmonize with songs until my sophomore year. It was after the All-State process that year when I transitioned from singing soprano to alto. A soprano tends to sing the melody, so the alto usually is singing a harmony. Experimenting with the songs on the radio is a daily routine for me. It doesn’t always sound pretty, but is something I love. Music has brought me friendship, laughter, sadness, and memories. Most importantly, music brought me freedom. Words cannot express how grateful I am that music is a part of my life. It feels liberating to just be me. I now worry less about what people think or say about me. Of course I still have my quiet moments where I tend to be reserved, but I have come a long way. Even though I do not plan to pursue a career in music, it will always be prominent in my life. I have learned many skills throughout my musical journey. Whether I was playing an instrument or singing a solo, I have without a doubt grown up with music. When I’m flying down the road in the future, my radio will still be cranked, and I will be jamming out. When I have alone time, I will still plunk my piano. I plan to be a part of a choral group in college so I can hopefully have new experiences and make new friends while making new memories.
Sweat dripping down my face and butterflies fluttering around my stomach as if it was the Garden of Eden, I took in a deep breathe and asked myself: "Why am I so nervous? After all, it is just the most exciting day of my life." When the judges announced for the Parsippany Hills High School Marching Band to commence its show, my mind blanked out and I was on the verge of losing sanity. Giant's Stadium engulfed me, and as I pointed my instrument up to the judges' stand, I gathered my thoughts and placed my mouth into the ice-cold mouthpiece of the contrabass. "Ready or not," I beamed, "here comes the best show you will ever behold." There is no word to describe the feeling I obtain through music. However, there is no word to describe the pain I suffer through in order to be the best in the band either. When I switched my instrument to tuba from flute in seventh grade, little did I know the difference it would make in the four years of high school I was soon to experience. I joined marching band in ninth grade as my ongoing love for music waxed. When my instructor placed the 30 lb. sousaphone on my shoulder on the first day, I lost my balance and would have fallen had my friends not made the effort to catch me. During practices, I always attempted to ease the discomfort as the sousaphone cut through my collar bone, but eventually my shoulder started to agonize and bleed under the pressure. My endurance and my effort to play the best show without complaining about the weight paid off when I received the award for "Rookie of the Year." For the next three seasons of band practice, the ache and toil continued. Whenever the band had practice, followed by a football game and then a competition, my brain would blur from fatigue and my body would scream in agony. Nevertheless, I pointed my toes high in the air as I marched on, passionate about the activity. As a result, my band instructor saw my drive toward music and I was named Quartermaster for my junior year, being trusted with organizing, distributing, and collecting uniforms for all seventy-five members of the band. The responsibility was tremendous. It took a bulk of my time, but the sentiment of knowing that I was an important part of band made it all worthwhile.
...a life lesson. The military style of drum line is what has helped me improve in my schoolwork, my family life, and my friendships; I was trained to never give up even if success seems impossible.
Tyler Perry is a great actor because he is a man who had trials, kept his faith in God, achieved great success, and still made it big in the film industry. Tyler Perry is a great actor because of his morals and values. His Faith in God is what brought him through so many trials.
Music is a large consumption of my daily life and the artists I listen to have shaped me in some way. Listening to music is one of my most time
Did you know that Katy Perry’s Firework music video got 176,758,000 views on YouTube? The Album it was on is Teenage Dream What year was the song released? 2010 Anything interesting about the song?It is the tenth most viewed video on youtube Thesis Statement In Firework, Katy Perry shows that This song shows pride by proving that you should always be yourself by using belonging, courage, and pride.My First Thesis Point is metaphor Metaphor is used in Firework to show that you got to embrace you’re self and not try to be like anyone else. “Cause baby you’re a firework” how your supports your thesis In this quote, Katy Perry is saying that you may have a slow start but that you will take off and do great in life. This is an example of a metaphor
Since the earliest days of human civilization music has been a key tool for communication of stories which carried emotions through them. If we think back to our youngest years of life music has surrounded us whether it was from our parents singing us lullabies or from some sort of toy that played music we can say that musical melodies have helped shape or lives one way or another. Once we start growing up and figuring out who we are our musical preferences change; some people like classical and some like punk. We start to befriend people who like the same music as us and eventually we may attend a musical event. Our lives somewhat revolve around the music that we listen to.
Mauricio, being a freshman that was just placed in a random band class and having no knowledge of playing any type of instrument, is now a close friend that has had a change of heart about his views of marching band. Many can say, himself included, that he was just a “kid who was in a group of guys” that he called his friends, always one to get into trouble for the most childish things, but when joining this fine art he was able to “find structure and balance out [his] life” and “find his love for music”. When joining band, it can impact one’s life, no matter what circumstances you are in, it helps you find who you are as a person, and give you confidence to be able to pick yourself up after a downfall. Mauricio was able to discover his love for both saxophone and drumming. To this present day Mauricio now a junior in high school is the section leader of percussion. Having that position is not as easy as it sounds, it took him countless days and section leader battles to get him to where he is now. Making the heartbeat of the marching band sound incredibly sensational. Mauricio has overcome his obstacles and his so called “friends” who first judged him for being a part of the “lame” marching band, now salute him for not only being able to play two instruments, but for also expanding his horizons to play all different sorts of
Whenever kids join band, they typically have their mind set on the instrument they want to play, and for me, this was percussion. In sixth grade we had the opportunity to join band, and become part of prestigious and successful group at our school. I dreamt of being the lead percussionist and leading the band by keeping the beat and making sure everyone was always together. I had my heart set on percussion ever since I was little, seeing my uncle play drums, banging his head around wildly, hitting drumsticks so hard they broke, and having so much fun with it; I wanted to have that much fun, too.
When I was in elementary school, State Road always had assemblies and invited people to come perform for the students. During one assembly we walked down to the cafeteria and when I got down there I saw the High School Jazz Band. After listening to the sweet music I felt inspired and I wanted to learn how to play an instrument one day in the Jazz Band. In middle school I learned how to play the trumpet and wanted to become a good musician so I practiced and worked on my tonality. When I finally got to symphonic band in high school I was nervous because I knew I was one step closer to being in the Jazz Band.
Music is one of the most fantastical forms of entertainment. Its history stretches all the way from the primitive polyrhythmic drums in Africa to our modern day pop music we listen to on our phones. It has the ability to amaze us, to capture our attention and leave us in awe. It soothes the hearts of billions, and it is so deeply rooted in my life that it has touched my heart as well. Everyday I walk to the beat of the song stuck in my head and hum along to the melody. For me, to listen to music be lifted into the air by the hands of your imagination and float around for a while. You forget about your worries, your troubles and find peace within the sound. Every chapter in my life is attached with a song. Every time I listen to a certain song, thoughts of my past come flooding back
The music in my life has shaped my character, and influenced many of my inner thoughts and actions. My life has always revolved around music; my parents bought me my first and only tape player at five, and by the time I was in third grade I had my first and only CD player, then came my little blue mp3 player, after that, my little pink IPod came along and completely enhanced my library’s song selection. By the time my preteens came along YouTube existed and assisted in my adventure into the world of music and lyrics, and I would spend excessive amounts of time on the computer searching for new songs that caught my ear. I believe that music is a necessity in life; it brings unity in cultures and helps individuals express their inner beliefs and thoughts. Music is self-expression, and without it humans would never feel the self-empowerment that comes from a glorious tune and the beating of guitar strings.
Since I was growing up music has being impacting my life. The music has helped me develop my identity throughout my life because for some reason every time something happens in my life, there is some song that fits perfectly in my situation and I do not stop listening to that song until I feel better or the situation is over. The music is related depending on the situation that I am going through in my life, whether it is good or bad because if the situation is good I will probably feel even better listen a song that fits my situation, but if do not feeling good the song I probably choose is one also fits my situation making me felt more sad. I love it listen to music depending how I feel because it makes me feel understood by someone else
Seeing as I come from a very musically-driven household, music has always been a massive part of my life. Even just the thought of one of my favorite songs creates the illusion that all of my stress and problems are just floating away. It is a source of comfort and warmth even when life is unthinkably cold. The simple passion of listening to my father play his guitar and sing with his friends has lead me to seek out almost every meaningful experience I have had and drove me to reach great
...new ways of art form and sets the social pace of a society. Music is the language of the world. It is everywhere. I honestly don’t know what I would do without some of my music. I don’t think I would be able to go a day without listening to a good song.
Music is an essential part of life because of the expression it allows people to have, its entertainment, and its therapeutic ways for the world.