How was I first introduced to music? I do not remember the first time I listened to music but considering both the family and world I was born Into, I would imagine the gap between my birth and first musical experience to be rather small. They were not Mr. and Mrs. Von Trapp, but my parents are both certainly musical in there own right. My father is a rather talented guitarist and song writer and my mother is perhaps one of the biggest John Prine Fans you'll ever meet. She would sing me his timeless folk anthems instead of lullabies and In the first grade I was met with very strange looks to my suggestion that my music class learn his song Angel from Montgomery. My extended family is musical too. Some of my earliest memories are from the big …show more content…
As a child In Catholic elementary school I learned to play the recorder with the rest of my peers and I eventually volunteered to be one of the members of the children’s choir that would sing at the all school Friday morning Mass. In fourth and fifth grade I took clarinet lessons three days a week as my music class. I transferred to a secular school leaving God in the dust in sixth grade and I deiced to swap the Clarinet for the Guitar. The Guitar was cool and I stuck with it until about eighth grade when I loss all passion for the practice. Many of my friends continued playing and are fantastic musicians today, but its never too late I suppose. During my Highschool years I was very confused by electronic music so I decided to do what got me into the genres I liked at the time, and force my self to listen to something new. I devoured electronic music, like Justice’s Cross, Daft Punk’s Homework/Discovery, and Apex Twin’s Drukqs. In this process I deiced to teach myself a bit about how these relatively foreign sounds were being made. I found some awesome software that emulated a two Roland TR-808 drum synths, a TR-909 drum synth and a TB-303 bass synth. I also found great instructional videos on youtube and spent a few months learning how to produce very basic house music. This was never meant to be an artistic endeavor, however I believe the results are still on Soundcloud somewhere. I just wanted to learn a tangible difference between genres like Dubstep, House, Trance, Hip-Hop, Drum and Bass, Downtempo, and Trap. In my current form I consider my self an Avid music consumer but by no means a musician. I have developed a hunger for new and unique music and I get board with my overgrown music library very easily. I now force my friends to listen my newly discovered music and I take pride in introducing them to something they like thats totally out of their
The first time I picked up an instrument was at the age of 7 when I was in third grade. You can call it fate, luck, or my destiny but I was one of the three students that was able to join my elementary orchestra. Of course like any kid, I was afraid if had the ability to do such a thing. I mean it’s not every day you’re recruiting into the arts. I kept asking myself “can I do this? Will I fit in this group?” in other words can I be part of the classical music culture? It wasn’t till my first school concert where I had my first solo of “My Heart Will Go On” the love theme from Titanic that I was able to express the countless hours put into a 15 second solo. After that experience I never questioned if I belonged to the culture. Instead I focused on the next story I would tell on stage with the music score in
Music has always been one of things I excelled in. In elementary school it was required to be in music but second in 5th grade you have the option to be in band. I was in band for 6 years before I stopped and I went to 5 honor bands. I played tenor saxophone and was 2nd chair all six years. Jazz band was something we had in middle school and high school. We had 2 jazz bands in middle school. Jazz one was for 8th graders and jazz two was 7th grade. I played in both. My first year I played tenor 1 and 2 and the second year I played baritone saxophone. My 9th grade year I played only tenor one. We didn’t have to audition but the students who plays that instrument normally would have first say in who gets 1st, 2nd and sometimes 3rd part. That
Nothing lasts forever. Everything, whether good or bad has to come to an end. But people do say that sounds and voices do not die. Melodies we hear in our life lives on for generations and ever after. No matter who we are or wherever we come from; in whichever situation we were in, at some point of our lives, we have come across certain melodies that still live in our heart. And I am no different from others. There are certain musical pieces that have not only influenced my life, but have made a significant impact to change me for the better.
Nathaniel Hawthorne’s “Young Goodman Brown” captivates the reader through a glimpse of the Puritan church. The story also shows the struggle of good versus evil in the main character Goodman Brown. The role of the Puritan church is crucial in shaping Goodman Brown’s personality and helping the reader understand why he was reluctant to continue his journey.
We all have our favorite genera of music, one that we believe has shaped us. For me, my musical experience began while still in the womb. While I was still a fetus, my mother would play classical music for me every day. I believe that this experience has shaped the type of music that I listen to today. When I was a child, I remember having music playing but simply as background noise. As I grew up, music became more important to me. When I entered fourth grade, music becomes something more than background noise to me. To further indulge in my love for music, in fifth grade, I joined the chorus and band. I thought that since I enjoyed listening to music, I would also enjoy making music. Being a part of the chorus was short lived for me. I sang with them for about three months and then decided it was not for me. However, the same was not true
The band room at Reynolds Middle School was filled to the brim with over excited, prepubescent children who were about to be given thousands of dollars worth of metal and wood because on that day we would be receiving our instruments. Sitting anxiously with my hands in my lap waiting for forever as Mr. Love went down the list alphabetically to give each student his or her new toy. When Mr. Love finally called my name to get my clarinet I shared excited glances with all of my friends who had gotten their new instruments before me and giddily running to the storage room to get the black case that would contain the thin tube of plastic that would be used by me to drive my parents up the wall to this day. While learning how to put the five pieces
I will always remember the effect of a civil war in Nigeria that left hundreds of thousands of children malnourished. Tens of thousands of the rural population were afflicted with different types of diseases. Malaria fever was prevalent, and it was the main cause of death among children and infants. I can recall vividly sitting in an empty room after the end of the civil war in 1970, and assured my self that I must go beyond the confines of my continent – Africa to seek knowledge so as to assist in alleviating the suffering of my people. After I had graduated from high school, my dream of coming to the United States of America was far fetched reality. At that time in my life, coming to America was almost impossible. My family lost everything during the civil war. The civil war forced my parents to abandon their properties in the northern group of provinces, and returned to their ancestral home in the southern region. The soil is sandy and porous – the region suffers from soil leaching and soil erosion due to torrential rainfall. Harvests from our farms after six months of toiling under the heat of the sun were scanty. We barely eked out a living. Life then was harsh, and the future was blink. In spite of the odds confronting me, I was determined to forge ahead no matter what.
I grew up in Yazoo City the middle out of nine children, and like the rest of my siblings I was almost entirely homeschooled. Music was possibly the most important subject, which incidentally happened to be the only one my mother didn’t teach. While my parents never actually said it, we all knew that it was a given that we would be taking piano lessons from around fourth grade to graduation. But when I was little I had zero interest in piano. I –for no reasons I can remember anymore- was very draw to violin and tried my hardest –without actually coming out and asking- to get my parents to let me take violin. As a six year-old my idea of “subtle hinting” was cutting out a violin shape from cardboard, and using a pencil as a bow to show my mom how well I “played”. In the end when I turned eight my
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
Bob Marley once stated “One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.” Music has been embedded in my family ever since I can remember. Not only are we avid music listeners, but play musical instruments as well. Personally, I know how to play saxophone, guitar, bass, and drums. Music definitely takes up a major part of my life. I always wanted to become a musician; an idea my dad wasn’t a big fan of. He told me they lived a hard lifestyle and left home constantly. Unless a member of a major band, I wasn’t going to make much money. There’s many genres of music that I enjoy but will be talking about three. Having studied these genres profoundly, first on my list is the music I have been exposed to all my life, traditional Mexican
However I was exposed to a lot of music as a child, my mom sang in many groups at our church and all of my parents friends played the piano, guitar or sang so we always had music when we got together. As for myself I have always loved listening to music, I sang in the choir at school and sang at church. Now I do not sing if others can hear me, so most of my singing is done in the car with
Music has always been a part of my life since I was young because both my parents have musical background,
Ever since I was a small child, I have loved music. The strong, steady beats, the
Music has a strong and varied effect on many people’s lives. Anything from a tool to change moods to a form of entertainment. Music has always been a big part of my life from the time I was born. I grew up in a musical family, my mom was in chorus and played the piano, my father played the trumpet and my sister is a percussionist. When I was nine years old, I began to play the violin and I believe it changed my life for the better. To learn an instrument, it takes dedication, focus and willingness to discipline yourself. My violin taught me how to practice not only for music but with everyday tasks in life. Memorizing a piece, helped me memorize certain thing for academic classes. The discipline to learn an instrument taught me to never give
This I believe in music. I believe in music because it helps me think and relax. I believe that everyone can escape with music. There are many different types of music and I believe that it touches everybody in different ways. Some people may not like what someone else listens to because of the beat or the words, but music has different meanings to people.