My family is has always been one who is very music-driven. My dad and my brother are both piano players, and they have to be two figures in my life whom I look up to the most for inspiration. My dad also loves to sing, and he was the church’s choir director for about 4 years straight. As for my brother, he too is very dedicated to what he does. He’s majoring in music education and since I was a little girl, all I’d ever see him do was practice piano for hours on end. I’d check on him early in the day and he’d be sitting on the piano chair, and then hours later in the evening I’d check on him again and he’d be in the same exact spot. I could keep talking about the impact music has on my family, like how my uncle is a producer and has won several Latin Grammys, or how my cousin won a full-ride to NYU for her music portfolio, but you get the point. Despite having so much talent running in my family, I never categorized myself with them. I still don’t, because as a musician I don’t feel like I’ve reached that level of dedication or skill. However, I’ve learned that it’s okay to take things at my own pace and that I don’t have to take music so competitively. Although I used to take piano classes as early as the age of 10, I think the period of my life where my knowledge and passion for music really expanded was during my middle school years. I know not many people take middle school band class seriously but boy did I learn a lot within those three years of taking music theory. I played the alto saxophone in middle school and I’ve left those years and that instrument behind, but the experience that I gained from those classes will stay with me forever, and I actually still apply those skills and lessons now to the instrument I play today: the bass guitar.
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