Meet my Jazz band. This is a picture of us in New Orleans my junior year during spring break to play Jazz. I decided upon this picture because this band has had such a profound impact on how I frame my future. My connection with music through the piano has been fostered ever since I could reach those shiny black and white collection of keys. Starting at the age of four, playing the classical music of Mozart and Bach was what my musical background was founded upon, with tangible medals and accomplishments as achievements.
Point your toes, lift your head, extend your arms, and complete thirty-two perfect signature eye-high kicks alongside forty other girls who have become my family. These same kicks that have been seamlessly executed by the Rockettes in Radio City Music Hall since 1932. The bright lights shining down blind me as I take my first steps on the gigantic stage that would soon become home to an experience that would strengthen my passion for dance. As the music begins muscle memory takes over and I perfectly execute the many sharp movements and precise head placements that have been my entire life for the last week.
When I ended my sophomore year, I felt as if I was on top of the world. My grades were top tier, I had a successful soccer season, and I had just been assigned the drum major position in my school’s marching band. However about halfway through the following summer, I was diagnosed with depression. Instead of trying to fight through my condition, I allowed myself to slink deeper and deeper into an abyss. I knew that in my tenure as drum major, I would need to have a stable mind in order to be effective and have a possible impact on the band
The lights dimmed, and the show started. We made our way through the first song, the second, the third, and so on. The audience laughed as the actors made jokes and danced
Izzy Fauner’s curly dark brown hair bounced, as she got a seat right next to me. Her wide hazel eyes scanned across the class. The class was filled with all string instruments, including mine, the cello, and as well as Izzy’s, the violin. There were discordant noises, coming from some of the instruments, as well as some clattering of bows. Mr.Smith raised his voice in order for everyone to hear.
When you think of country music what do you think of? Perhaps you think of tall, brown cowboy hats or southern twangs. I think of the Grand Ole Opry. I had the opportunity to attend the 90th birthday celebration this past Saturday. It was a magical event filled with history, laughs, and, obviously, music.
Throughout my high school career, there is only one major thing that has affected my entire life, including my educational performance and that is marching band. The marching band at my high school is one of the most well respected programs in my district. In eighth grade, I decided to audition for color guard. And when I made the team, I became apart of the marching band. That year, my entire life changed.
My Theme Song Songs can connect with how we feel and our experiences. Music has been a major part of my life ever since I was just a toddler. For me music has helped me express what I am feeling and who I am as a person. My therapy has been music, it has helped me through almost every problem I have faced. With listening to the song lyrics, we can get a true understanding of what the artist is trying to tell us.
What kind of music could represent New York? Could it be the Broadway musical that bloomed on the heart of Manhattan? Or could it be the Hip Hop that hid in the shadow of the Bronx? To me, Broadway was more like a pretentious extravaganza, and Hip Hop carried too much burden. The true New York was perhaps just like a Jazz, indulging in its own success.
It was freshmen year and probably one of the most stressful weeks I’ve ever experienced. It was the week of solo and ensemble contest for band. I was in a saxophone trio with two other fellow saxophonists. Now we weren’t prepared for this at all. I was the only one that practiced the Sonata and could play it.
Throughout my life I have come from and created a few identities for myself. Perhaps, the most dominant identities that have been apart of my life are being an athlete and being a family orientated man. In this paper I will write about how my identities have shaped my life. First off I believe my biggest identity is being an athlete.
On February 22, Jenny woke up extremely excited about the day’s plans. She had a date with a friend later that evening. Jenny spent most of the day getting dressed, undressed, then redressed, doing her make-up, and fixing her hair. By 6:30 P.M. she was completely ready. She decided to eat a light meal while she waited on Tom to pick her up.
I’ve always had a love-hate relationship with the violin. Music cannot be quantified, no matter how much orchestra judges attempt to. Unlike swimming, where races result with an exact time, violinists perform in concerts, where a minute mistake could blemish the entire performance. This invisible essence has frustrated me, because I was unable to visibly see improvement.
Throughout my lifetime I have always had one magical moment that I always think of when I look at my favorite object. This very special object is my trumpet. Whenever I look at it, I feel the sensation of pure pride and joy. My trumpet will always hold a special place in my heart and I feel I would be deeply depressed if anything bad were to happen to it. Playing a musical piece perfect for the first time is my most sentimental memory of my trumpet.
At this time of year, I begin to look back at my life after 12 hard years of schooling. Throughout the course of my life, there have been many ups and downs, but these up and downs is what made me who I am today. These influences have shaped my values, attitudes and beliefs towards life. There have been many important people and events that has impacted my life. One of which is family and the media.
