Get the Goods!
I spent 3.5 years as a music composition/theory major in college, but my love of music predates that by a good fifteen years. When I was fairly young, I figured out I could play by ear (before this, I made up songs in my head all the time, but this was the first time I had self-awareness about being musically gifted). I heard Für Elise on a McDonalds TV commercial. The next time I was at a piano (which happened to be in the mall of all places), I sat down and played it. I made a few mistakes, but I played it well enough to attract attention. Music has just been like that for me. I learned to play clarinet in a week in the 7th grade–I was jumped from beginning band to the top band after a few weeks. I learned flute just as quickly. So knowing this, why’d I drop out of music school?
I didn’t like the necessity that came with the degree. The school believed everyone should write jazz and be the next Norah Jones, or they wanted opera. They wanted musicians to be the next Bach or the next Mozart, not the next Jim Brickman or Loreena McKennitt. I said, “Screw it,” and left. But not before making my first album of original compositions entitled Walls, Boxes, & Jars (contemporary classical piano) on an antique, distressed piano.
You can see from the artwork below how I felt about being pigeon-holed.
Writing and art are definitely my focus in my life, but I can’t ignore the influence music has on me. I write better with music playing in the background. If I go too long without music, I don’t feel…right. Someday I’ll release the 1/2 way finished second album I was making when my computer crashed.