I obtained my violin three years ago, almost four now, I had the impression I would ever play my violin correctly, when I first put the bow on the strings, I dropped the bow, I hoped I did not fracture or break anything on it, I regained my grip on the bow, and I attempted it again, and I was able to play it but, it sounded horrid . The ear-piercing screech of the stings when the bow touched them disturbed me greatly. I set the violin down on the table and let my older sister try it, she didn't play grandly, but she played more desirable than I, "I can’t pull it off! I'll never be good enough!" I screamed. I went to my room, slammed the door and refused to come out and take my violin back. Sometime later I got tired of my room and decided
The song I chose for the listening guide is “Crystalize” by Lindsey Sterling. The song was released as a music video on her YouTube channel. Lindsey Sterling, an American violinist, dancer, performance artist and composer, picked up learning the violin at age 5. Since then Sterling was in a band at age 16, introduced her own YouTube channel in 2007, and was a quarter finalist on Americas Got Talent in 2010. Americas Got Talent gained her both popularity and more traffic on her YouTube Channel and since 2010 Sterling has released two studio albums, an EP and a couple of singles.
They’ll break . . . my violin . . . I . . . I brought it with me.” This quote shows that the violin is very important to Juliek.
Even though the size of the violin made it seem less intimidating, learning how to play the violin
Soccer, football, lacrosse, and basketball, just to name a few, allowed my two older brothers to display their talents. Sticking to what they knew, my parents attempted to involve me in some sport, but it was apparent to me quite early on that I had another calling. When I was about four years old, I asked my parents if I could learn how to play the violin. The only reply I ever received at that age was a slight chuckle of doubt from my parents, whom envisioned a dusty wooden instrument being stowed away in a closet, never to be seen again after just a few lessons. So while equipped with only the rushing mind of a toddler, the notion of me learning violin was pushed to the back of my mind. It wasn’t until I was about seven years old that I
During senior year of high school, I decided to learn the violin. I have always loved the timbre of the instrument and I longed to develop a talent that I could call my own. However, my progress was slow. My arms and fingers always tensed up when I began playing a piece. Yet, my violin instructor never let me give up. Every time I put my violin down he would urge me to continue. “Don’t hesitate,” he would tell me. “Be confident in what you play even if you make a mistake.”
When I was in fifth grade, I was caught between two worlds, playing a woodwind or string instrument. If I played a woodwind instrument I would have to blow in it to make music, but string instruments are played with a bow to make music. After much thought, I decided that the violin was the best instrument for me, because it has a beautiful, unique sound, plus the possibilities are never-ending. I could receive a compliment from a teacher, or even get accepted to the symphony.
Throughout my 5th grade year, I practiced the clarinet and made my way through our first book. I enjoyed band class and lessons, especially getting to be with some of my friends, but I kept thinking about the trombone. I still wanted to play it. By the end of the year, I made up my mind. I was going to play the trombone. I talked to my parents, and my mom talked to Mrs. Jones, allowing me to take the school’s trombone home over the summer between 5th and 6th grade. The first day I got it, I couldn’t contain my excitement. I took it right out of the case and put it together. I was at my parents’ work,
Even though my makeshift cardboard violin didn’t make any sound, I still carried it with me everywhere, always eager to show people mow much I had learned.I have been playing for twelve years now and even though I have enjoyed most of it, it has not always been so easy. There have been more late nights, crying in frustration over something I just could not get, but I made it through. Playing the violin has given me the nations determined attitude to set my mind on something and to not stop until I reach my goals. Being a musician also has also made me hyper-aware in relation to anything musical.I tend to pick up things that the average person doesn’t. You can hear the subtle nuances that might blow over many people. Most people might only hear the different emotions, but I can tell you what made it so sad and what instruments were used at what time to convey such emotion. I love playing the violin, I look at it as an opportunity to express my true emotions. Each piece of music that I play is an uncolored painting that I paint with emotions. I have to take every piece of music, interpreted it and make it my
Here at Tanglewood Midori would break the E-string twice. She borrowed two different violins in the performance. This performance would be embodied by the headline, “Girl, 14, Conquers Tanglewood with 3 violins.” Midori would later on her 18th birthday debut at Carnegie Hall in an orchestra, just a year later to make her Carnegie Hall solo debut. Midori, having seen the problems with music funding in America, created a foundation called Midori and Friends.
Freshman Ella. It’s a scary thought, but for this story we have to go back to March of my freshman year at an event called Chamber Festival, which is basically when you play in small groups instead of large orchestras. In our school orchestra I was second chair viola which, me only being a freshman, was a very big deal. At least it was for me. Many of my other friends in orchestra already had their own instruments, and I felt like it was time to get one of my own. So for months I begged my parents. I insisted that I wouldn’t give up playing in a year or two, that I really would stick with it long enough for the investment to make sense. Finally, in the beginning of 2015, they agreed to get me a viola. Now was the hard part, agreeing
Playing the violin is one of my best talents. First, I had to practice a numerous amount of minutes to make it to where I am. Second, it’s a great way to meet new people. Lastly, I couldn’t have done it without my Mom. Playing the violin is one of my skills, I worked hard, became more social, and got supported by my Mom.
It's about 3 weeks later and Noelle has quit the violin. It has been returned to West Music and will soon find its new home once again with another young child hoping to be the next Mozart. But that career was short lived for Noelle. She had refused to learn the notes and how to read music. Staffs were just not her thing. This also ended my fantasy of us playing a violin and piano duet together. My mom had predicted this was going to happen so she wasn't so crushed, she told her if she wanted to quit then she could. This may have been the end of Noelle’s music career, but mine was just getting started.
Violins are one of a kind. Did you know that a man named Bronislav Huberman helped saves jews in the holocaust just by playing the violin. That's amazing that a small instrument could do that.The history of the violin is very special. The parts are all important and unique. How it has grown and used today is amazing! Next time you are listening to a song see if you can hear a violin or two in the
During my childhood waking up early in the morning was one of my favorite things,especially during the summer.I remember waking up one morning to the sound of spongebob on my T.V..Almost as soon as I opened my eyes I immediately got out of bed and ran into the kitchen to find bacon on the table.I shoved two whole peices straight into my mouth and I swear that it was some of the best I have ever had.I sat down in my wooden chairto eat more off of the table.As I finished I remember looking ouside to a bright day.The suns rays hit the dew on the grass just right to make it glisten.
For the sake of myself and my softball career, I continued with the lessons so I could put a smile on my parents’ faces although I hated what I was doing and didn’t understand a single bit of it. I went weeks without understanding a single thing I was doing. This continued on for about 2 months. Until what had seemed like a miracle at the time happened, The instructor had resigned! Although I didn’t think that it I would magically understand it, at least I wouldn’t be be miserable with someone who hated it more than me. The very next day, A Woman by the name of Mrs. Beck walked into my rehearsal room, we had instantly clicked! After just spending the first day getting to know one another it was time to get back to what I was really there for, learning the violin.