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I used to be a musician. I started when I was young. Although my formal training didn’t happen until elementary school, 3rd grade.
I was surrounded by music as a child. My father used to always listen to music, blaring music. Usually it was Jimi Hendrix, Tracy Chapman, Isley Brothers, ZZ Top, Earth Wind and Fire, Sade, Peaches and Herb, or another great artist….I mean sometimes the music could be heard down the street in the summer, it was so loud.
I enjoyed my father’s music and I remember when I found this old clarinet behind the couch one day. I asked my dad about it. He said he was holding it for when one of us wanted to play music. Thus my music career began.
As soon as it was time to enroll for music/band class in school, I did. I remember the director asking me questions and looking at my hands. I was already nervous and anxious about my hands, but when he told me I had long fingers that would be great with a clarinet (as I’d said that’s what I wanted to play), I was ecstatic.
I was so happy to learn to play music. I enjoyed it so much, continuing on through middle and high school. I was even in the marching band in high school. I tried to stick with music when I first went to college, but found that finding the practice time for a volunteer band (part of the school, but since it wasn’t my major, it was more volunteer) was difficult to find while trying to study and learn how to forge friendships with complete strangers.
To this day, I still stop to listen to music, especially live music played with classical instruments. I love finding new music or listening to old music.
In fact, I still have my clarinet. It’s stored away for now, but I have lovingly looked at it once or twice over the years. I still have a good bit of music as well. I’m not so sure I can read it anymore, but that’s likely more an out of practice thing and I could reacquaint myself to reading music again.
Now, though, I get to watch Baby Boy learning about music. I see his joy at the first inkling of music, how he dances and plays. His most favorite toys are those that play music. He loves to hear music in the car or played at home. I can just see his ears perk up, his body start to move, and the smile he has as he dances to any music, simply enjoying the sounds.
Because of this, I already know we’ll be investing in some music equipment for him as he ages. We’ve already thought of purchasing a little guitar, but not a cheap plastic toy guitar, a wooden learning one.
I’ve just found Musician’s Friend though and they have so many great looking musical products. They’re a company, founded by Rob and DeAnna Eastman in their home back in 1983. They’ve won numerous awards and are committed to charitable giving in support of music.
Their website is found to say, “We believe that musical development inspires creativity and personal expression, enhances self-esteem, and teaches craftsmanship and cooperation.”
On their website, you can find products for the amateur, the professional, and even the touring. I recommend checking out their beautiful piano, especially once Baby Boy outgrows his current piano. Or maybe we’ll see MF and the guitars and guitar accessories they have available.
This is definitely a company we look forward to purchasing from in the future!