I can not say enough about my love of music. My innermost passions are for the art form and how it relates to every other level of being.
When I was young I played the trombone at least 2 hours a day. I loved it. I loved how I was talented at the instrument. I had a natural ability to have a warm and well rounded tone right from the beginning. Speed of tempo was an issue at 1st, but that was only because I was moving my entire arm instead of just my fingers for that instrument.
All the way through high school everything else took a step back. I played in everything that was available. I was in the church orchestra, all 3 of the high school bands, and I played in the "pit" for the musicals.
I still wish I had taken the time to be with family, or make friends, or did more intellectual reading instead.... But my life revolved around playing that trombone. I had added the extra challenge of learning the bass trombone, but it still didn't help me lack of interpersonal skills or social interactions in anyway but make them that much worse.
I took my talent of playing into college as well. Every school I auditioned for offered me money to attend classes at their location. But, I didn't take the time to learn that the best schools were the bigger and better known schools. I didn't want to go where those that I knew were going.... So I went to a budget school where I had a fellow musician friend living nearby.
The music program at this college didn't really interest me or keep me focused. I wanted to learn how to write better songs, not how to figure out what progression a composer from the 1500's was using for his chants and remedial compositions.
I wanted to learn other instruments that were more commercially viable. I wanted to sing songs that I wrote and to play on a stage with 2 to 3 other musicians and not 30-50. I wanted more fans in the audience than players on the stage. I ran out of patience and left.
Learning in my own seemed to be more rewarding. I also created better styles and riffs from teaching myself. It took years, but I got together a rock band just like I'd always dreamed about. I moved to the singer's roll and the stage show was set. It didn't live forever, but it was a great piece of expressionism and rage. Our Album
The album took far too long to record and we decided we wanted to go other musical directions. The "sound" never formed and our bassist became a ragging alcoholic. That chapter was done.
Music became an art form to enjoy, but not preform, for years after that. I'd engross myself in the talents and passions of others who were like gods to me. I hung on every word, line, and progression.
Now it feels as if the whole thing has come full circle. Now I love to play the bass trombone again. I teach kids how to play and play church gigs again. They pay now, and the love is just as strong as ever. Maybe I'll be back to writing the material and performing it again. It is all a matter of time and finding others with the same passions and dive. But until then, I love the opportunities I have and the natural talents that I have been given. It is such a blessing to entertain others with my playing.
When I was young I played the trombone at least 2 hours a day. I loved it. I loved how I was talented at the instrument. I had a natural ability to have a warm and well rounded tone right from the beginning. Speed of tempo was an issue at 1st, but that was only because I was moving my entire arm instead of just my fingers for that instrument.
All the way through high school everything else took a step back. I played in everything that was available. I was in the church orchestra, all 3 of the high school bands, and I played in the "pit" for the musicals.
I still wish I had taken the time to be with family, or make friends, or did more intellectual reading instead.... But my life revolved around playing that trombone. I had added the extra challenge of learning the bass trombone, but it still didn't help me lack of interpersonal skills or social interactions in anyway but make them that much worse.
I took my talent of playing into college as well. Every school I auditioned for offered me money to attend classes at their location. But, I didn't take the time to learn that the best schools were the bigger and better known schools. I didn't want to go where those that I knew were going.... So I went to a budget school where I had a fellow musician friend living nearby.
The music program at this college didn't really interest me or keep me focused. I wanted to learn how to write better songs, not how to figure out what progression a composer from the 1500's was using for his chants and remedial compositions.
I wanted to learn other instruments that were more commercially viable. I wanted to sing songs that I wrote and to play on a stage with 2 to 3 other musicians and not 30-50. I wanted more fans in the audience than players on the stage. I ran out of patience and left.
Learning in my own seemed to be more rewarding. I also created better styles and riffs from teaching myself. It took years, but I got together a rock band just like I'd always dreamed about. I moved to the singer's roll and the stage show was set. It didn't live forever, but it was a great piece of expressionism and rage. Our Album
The album took far too long to record and we decided we wanted to go other musical directions. The "sound" never formed and our bassist became a ragging alcoholic. That chapter was done.
Music became an art form to enjoy, but not preform, for years after that. I'd engross myself in the talents and passions of others who were like gods to me. I hung on every word, line, and progression.
Now it feels as if the whole thing has come full circle. Now I love to play the bass trombone again. I teach kids how to play and play church gigs again. They pay now, and the love is just as strong as ever. Maybe I'll be back to writing the material and performing it again. It is all a matter of time and finding others with the same passions and dive. But until then, I love the opportunities I have and the natural talents that I have been given. It is such a blessing to entertain others with my playing.
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