Music has played a gigantic role in defining who I am. When I was little I was always involved in music. Even if it was not me making the music, I was always bopping my head along or tapping my foot to the beat of the music. My parents were surprised to find out that I was the child that was fascinated by the marching band walking in the parade. I knew by a young age that I wanted to be in that band.…
I didn’t really love playing and I really hated practicing but I continued with lessons for the next three years. One day my mother and I were visiting our friends, Mrs. Jakes and her daughter Karen. The Jakes had a piano, so my mother asked me to play a song for our friends. I played one of my favorite songs (I had three that I could play really well), the Jakes were impressed.…
Throughout my life there has been a greater emphasis on music and artistic talents rather than on physical attributes. I am not athletically inclined in the slightest, but music comes naturally and a love for it grew from my first and only piano teacher. She threw me my most secure life line when I was seven years old. My parents bought a heavy, ancient and well-used upright piano from one of our neighbors many years ago. It was almost mesmerizing to have a piano at my house and not just my grandparents.…
Music is a huge part of my life, singing especially. It plays into my emotions and the way I look at the world around me. I know that music will continue to be a necessary and amazing piece of me. I started singing in my elementary school choir. At the time, I disliked it, because I was not very good a sitting still for long periods of time.…
Behind the curly hair, the spontaneous laugh, and the vivid imagination, something sparked a fire in my soul. Throughout my life I have felt so lost, like a pier soul trying to find something to attach itself to. I consequently tried to find my purpose in this world and find a passion that was worth embracing, but nonetheless I would fail. It was not until my freshman year of high school, when I finally got that indescribable feeling. I had found what to attach myself too, I had found myself within the music.…
When freshmen year came, I started playing a variety of instruments including the trumpet, the saxophone, and the French horn. Although I did not continue playing these instruments as I did the other two, I learned that not everything instrument is a right fit for me and my likings. The experience taught me that everyone is unique and different, even if we were all musicians. When sophomore year came around, I started playing piano, and I loved it. I caught onto piano faster than any other instrument.…
Coming out of fifth grade, I didn’t know what music really was. It just seemed like a bunch of guys playing a plethora of notes in my opinion. But once I joined middle school band, that all changed. Sometime during sixth grade, I had the sudden epiphany that I need to pursue music for as long as possible, because it felt special. It still does.…
As I grew older my obsession quickly became a passion. I started to build my own CD collection and acquired a music taste aside from my dads. Then I started to join music groups in my school and that's when I found my place. In the fourth grade I joined my first choral group and I fell in love.…
Science can be found in anything, especially piano. There is the science behind how the piano is made. There is even scientific proof that pianist's brains are different than people who don't play. The sound waves and the vibrations that are made by pianos are considered science. The piano can be associated with science in many different ways.…
I even learned a new language, the language of music. My parents didn’t enjoy this new language as much as I did at first, not until I had been playing clarinet for three years. They liked going to my concerts at my school I motivated my brother to learn to play drums and touch up on the piano. I enjoyed my science classes the most (after music). This was where I learned how much I adore chemistry, how easy it was for me to grasp something I liked.…
“The Pianist” This essay is about the movie we saw, the movie was about Wladyslav Spillman, the movie was called “The Pianist”, because Wladyslav play piano, he was imprisoned by the Nazis at World War II and he lost all his family inside the Warsaw Ghetto, he suffer a lot of things on the Warsaw Ghetto, he was hungry, seeing people dead in the floor, and a lot of more things he saw in there, he died at 88 years in the 2000, he was a grate pianist in that ages, at least he play some of their plays on his last years alive, a lot of tragic things happened to him, he has luck of surviving, he had being in danger of dying too, the Jews Holocaust started during the World War II and in there Adolf Hitler’s Nazi government killed some 6 million of…
The pianoforte, more commonly known as the piano, was invented around the year 1700 by a man named Bartolomeo Christofori. In this era, there was no keyboard that had a wide range of dynamics (the volume of an instrument). Consequently, Christofori saw a need and filled it with the piano. The piano has gone through only a few stages of design; it has been constructed essentially in the same way now as it was in the 1700s. However, the process of learning to play the piano skillfully has developed considerably.…
Language of Sound Now many of you have heard of the same old “My journey with literacy began” kind of crap. Most of us can’t even remember where it began. We all have learned the same basic amount of literacy in our life. In cases such as mine, I have not only taken it upon myself to learn the basics of literacy. But those of music as well.…
It became clear to me that I had a passion for music, I never took a proper music class in school. This first thing…
When I was six years old I was first introduced to the concept of music. I sat down on the floor next to the warmth of the fireplace and listened to my stepdad strum the guitar. I was instantly entranced by what he was playing. Some blues melody that had me engrossed. Looking back the desire to play the guitar, had really just come from me looking up to my stepdad as a father figure, and perhaps wanting reciprocate what he was doing.…