How has music changed me?

Music has really changed who I am. It has affected me more than I could have ever imagined. I have been either playing or have been involved with music ever since I can remember. I started playing piano at the age of three, and have steadily explored the world. Whenever I am anywhere, I see the music, I hear and feel the music. Unlike most people, the words don't affect me much. It's the tune. The beat, the rhythm of the song that affects me and changes me.

Everyday after school, I go home and put on my headphones. I sit there and play a song. I adjust the settings for bass boost and I crank it. It soothes me and comforts me and gets me through the day. Its almost like my brain food. I need it to survive.

My family has always had a very large interest in music. I think it all started with my Grandfather. He was my mother's father and had this grand piano. He would always go into the living room, sit down and just play to his hearts content. I was always so awed by how he could just play and play and play and not get tired, and have so much inspiration to create beautiful works of art that I never imagined possible. His skill with all of the music that he play was incredible, and I knew that I wanted it.






Though I never picked up piano much, it was a base. It was the start of my passion. I progressed from piano to guitar, and that's where it really hit off. Starting in 7th grade I began to play on my church's worship team, and it was the funnest thing ever. I was involved, and it felt awesome. I had this cheap black acoustic guitar, that now my friend owns, and it went with me everywhere. Wherever I was in the house, that guitar would be by my side the whole time. It was my companion. Music, was my companion.