Who doesn’t like music?
For starters, the concept of music is too broad. Are we talking about writing music? Playing music? Listening to music?
At least that’s how I see music.
I’ve been involved with music since I was born, almost. My parents were involved in their university choir where they learned how to read and understand musical keys and notes. After they graduated they kept singing with my hometown’s band and they kept doing it even after I was born. I have memories of them in choir practice while I was asleep in their laps. I was probably four or five years old, maybe…
Fast forward a couple of years, I was enrolled in a music school where I learned how to read, write and play music. The first instrument I ever learned how to play was the violin, which I found out later in life, that the violin is one of the most difficult instruments people can play. From there, I started to get interested in more instruments which is where I ended up learning how to play the piano and later on the guitar. At some point I was teaching kids how to play the piano, I was probably 13 or 14 years old.
But aside from knowledge, the environment where I grew up was full of creative individuals. I have aunts who love to sing and play the guitar and uncles too. My godfather is a very well known musician in my hometown. Growing up I used to go to his house every other weekend. His house is full of musical instruments like a piano, a keyboard, guitars and I think there was also a set of drums…
Today, I have all this knowledge in my head that is just waiting for me to turn on the switch and either share it, enjoy it and explore it or just let it off, hiding at the back of my brain..
I think I should probably get to work, no?