My Experience Of Music

early class was associated with my music composition major; music theory. During my senior high school year, I was president of the marching band and had written the music for all the instruments by ear. In other words, I wrote the notes on the blackboard for the different instruments and hummed the melody to the musicians. This technique I would learn was used by many artists that had no formal training in music. To my surprise, what I learned in music theory was that my self-taught techniques were

sports, choir, band, debate, theater, ROTC, and many different clubs. However, vocal music is an activity that consumes every waking minute of my day. Music is something I’ve been doing since I was little, and I have a habit of constantly singing. I could be in the shower and you’d hear me, I could be cooking dinner, or drawing, or cleaning, and you’d hear me from outside the house. One thing I always get from my family members is that they could always hear me all the time. No matter where I was

I wanted to tell you about my experience in the world of music and how it helped me express myself and I started to find my talents as well as learn who I was and to not let bullying stop me from doing what I loved to do. I used to think that I did not have great skills in the music field. Even though everyone in my family is a music person I did not learn or get the skills like they did. But I did not want to take gym because I got teased a lot for it.  I was bullied a lot in school so wanted to

studied music before at SFA. I believe I was a sophomore in High school and a freshman in college at the time. However, I have only taken one course in my college education and technically I am a senior. The course was MUS 140: Intro to Art Music with Mr. Lagraff. He was a very intelligent professor and I enjoyed learning music from him. We went through the different eras of music, learning about Beethoven, Mozart, Bach, and other important composers of those times. The experience was great in my eyes

As a young boy, I have always had an interest in Music. When my family would go on trips and vacations out of state I would listen to music on the car radio and try to memorize all the lyrics, rhythms, tempos, and distinct sounds of the instruments. The first music experience was at the elementary M.E Pearson. When you got to the Fourth grade, the school allowed students to participate in orchestra and gave them the opportunity to learn how to play certain instruments. As I walked into that small

It was a warm, windy morning as I was awake at 6:30 am for my first day of 7th grade. I got ready, put my Id and book bag on and walked out the door. As soon as I walked out the door, I was hit with bright strong and warm rays of the sun. I looked up and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. It is going to be a good day, I thought to myself as I was getting in my grandma’s car to go to school. I was not exactly excited about school. I was really just excited and nervous because I was starting band this

The air was buzzing with soft whispers and laughter. My stomach was in all sorts of knots. I could feel my heart thumping vigorously inside my chest. It was a hot night and the giant sun-like lights that shined down on us from the McCallum theatre didn’t help at all. I held my bass guitar with a tight grip, repeating the notes I had practiced over and over in my head. Music has always been a thing in my family, a special thing most of us share. Family gatherings or parties never went without the

committed to music, confident enough to sing on stage and I enjoy creating new music in my spare time. Even before I had started school I would sing along to the songs on the radio and perform to anyone who would listen. At the age of five, I started mandatory music class with Mrs. Meyer. She would make us sing songs about Jesus and even taught us how to read music. This was by far my favorite class and it made me think that maybe one day I could be a singer. With that thought in my mind, I decided

Music isn’t just what I do, it is who I am. I’ve been surrounded by music ever since I remember. One of my earliest memories is of my mom playing piano for my family, something she often did throughout my childhood. Time and time again, her simple melodies echoed through our cozy house and as I stood next to her, watching her hands, they also started to resonate in my heart. Even in those early years, I knew that I loved music. From then on, I took every opportunity I could to make music. I started

Shaaf accompanying on the piano. This was my first time attending a live classical music concert. I didn’t know what to expect. My limited experiences with classical music were listening while I studied or using it to fall asleep at night. Honestly, I worried that I might fall asleep during the concert. As it turns out, I had no reason to fret. I brought my two nieces (Mackenzie and Naylani) and my daughter (Talia) along with me to the concert. My girls asked me what to expect and I had no