When I was in 5th grade I started band and it became my favorite thing ever. Music is just part of me now, to the point that I’ve learned many different instruments and want to continue learning more. Anyone that knows me will tell you that I always have my music note and treble clef necklace on and my class ring with a clarinet on it. The only time I ever take them off is when I take a shower/go swimming. This is just who I am.
What makes me sad is that my grandma, my best friend in the world, died a few months before I ever started band. She never knew the musical me. I can’t even remember who I was before I started learning about music and that’s the person my grandma died knowing. It makes me so sad to know that she’ll never see me doing the most important thing to me and that she’s never seen or heard me play anything even for a second. I don’t know how to live with that.
friendly reminder that it is okay to like music that ‘doesn’t fit your image’
friendly reminder that it is okay to like a band that you discovered through another band
friendly reminder that it is okay to like a more unknown artist
friendly reminder that mUSIC IS MEANT TO BE SHARED AND ENJOYED AND IF YOU TAKE THAT AWAY FROM SOMEONE YOU NEED TO SIT IN THE CORNER AND THINK ABOUT YOUR LIFE PRIORITIES