"No, there really are five notes. Just give it a shot and I 'll come back later," he insisted, as I sat quietly in awe at this new form of music.
"Five? No way. There are eight notes in a scale," I reasoned in my head, until I struck the glistening ebony b-flat key, embarking on my long, fruitful journey through The Blues.
Little did I know as I strolled past the music room that day after school, I would change the course of not only my high school career, but also the many years to follow. I stopped and wondered what my classmate was doing by the band room doors. As I moved closer, I saw the audition list for the jazz ensemble.
"You 're auditioning, right?" he asked, sincerely.
“I’m not sure. I have to get home, plus auditions are tomorrow and I don’t have anything ready.”
“Well, do you want to learn a blues scale? I’ll just dictate while I play guitar and you figure the rest out on piano.”
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I began listening to a variety of music and explored different interests in school and my community. I decided to enroll in the most meaningful and enjoyable class of my entire high school career: The History of Rock and Roll. This is where I was first introduced to countless artists and genres, from the roots of the Mississippi Delta Blues, all the way to Liverpool to meet my most favorite band, The Beatles.
Learning a simple blues scale lead to the discovery of my passion for playing various kinds of music, but it has also given me a tremendous sense of personal and professional accomplishment. I did not think it would be possible for me, a classically trained pianist for eleven years, to cross over to the worlds of jazz or blues. I never tried it because it seemed too far-fetched; yet once I put my mind to it, I was able to unlock my potential to excel at something completely foreign to
“I call outside seat,” says Ricky, making his way to the Boston van after a long day of school at Derby Academy in Hingham Massachusetts . “Same, guess you got middle Ugo,” says Tai rapidly as he tries to secure a good spot in our row. “No chance Tai. Ricky, yes, because he just turned 12 like, 3 days ago, but you? No, i’m the tallest here I can’t be in the middle seat.
The Soloist by Steve Lopez is the true story of Mr. Steve Lopez, a columnist for the Los Angeles Times, and his journey to move a stranger-turned-friend off the streets and into a place where he can get the help he needs and be able to flourish as the talented musician he is. The star of the book, Nathaniel Anthony Ayers, is a 54 year old homeless musician with a mental illness. Nathaniel (or Mr. Ayers later in the book) uses music as something to ground him, to calm him down and bring him back to reality. This book brings into light various topics that most people prefer not to think about (homelessness, mental illnesses, etc.) and shows how music can aide anyone in tough times. It is common knowledge that music helps the soul.
Works Cited A Brief History of The Blues . (2005, August 16). Retrieved from All About Jazz: http://www.allaboutjazz.com/a-brief-history-of-the-blues-by-ed-kopp.php Aledort, A. (2014, August 5). In Deep: Unlocking the Guitar Mysteries of Delta Blues Great Robert Johnson .
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