The power of music

 One constant in my life has always been music. While my taste of music may have changed over the years, my connection and attachment to music have never wandered. When I say it has always been a constant, I mean I have been playing, singing, or listening to music since before I can remember.

 

My musical background:

I started taking piano lessons in 2nd grade which lasted until middle school when things became too hectic with sports, classes, and extracurriculars. My sweet Grandma set me up with a woman who had played for years to learn from. She taught me the most beautiful pieces! I remember playing Mozart and Beethoven for a few of my concerts which felt pretty cool for being so young; however, that is no longer a part of my skill set. I remember putting up such a fight when it came time for practice or lessons, but if I’d stuck with it, who knows how good I could’ve been! I still play, but only chords which aren’t as fun.

Along with playing, I began to sing in talent contests when I was young. As much as I loved the prize if I won, it was more about being able to perform for others. I knew from a young age what pride, talent, and attention felt like and I loved it. From then on, I took every opportunity to sing for a crowd. I have played and sung in my church praise band for years, which I keep up with when possible. Whether it was singing the National Anthem for home basketball games or at the local festival as they raised the flag to kick off the events, I was honored to be known as a local singer.

 

To the good stuff:

Listening to music is the most prevalent aspect of my life at age twenty. There are no more talent shows to sing at, no hometown events, and no “reason” to sing anymore. Therefore, I’m left with listening, which has become my escape and one way of feeling my emotions. One thing about me is that I hate silence. When there’s silence, I’m left with my thoughts or wondering about others’ thoughts.

My attachment to music is difficult to describe because each person has their own connection and reason for listening. My reason could be that I’m overwhelmed or need to disconnect.

After reading about my background and association with music, what is your reason for music?

 

With love,

Jenna K. 

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