I was also in Honors Orchestra. This was selected students from each school in District 30. We all played a concert at the end, the District Concert; I participated in this when I was in 6th grade. Also, every Christmas we have a rosary at my church, Holy Name of Mary. My cousin, Karen Lopez, and I would play a Christmas song on our violin at the end of the rosary.
Through these new techniques, I have learned to deal with stress well. Through meditation I realized that I can truly relax in an amazing way. It especially helps get in touch with your body. Just being in a quiet, secluded area, trying to “stretch it all out” and get over all the stressed helped dramatically. It was a new technique that was very easy and relaxing.
Amy Beach Amy Beach was born on September 5, 1867 in Henniker, New Hampshire. She was a child prodigy, and was able to sing forty tunes accurately by age one. She had also taught herself to read when she was four. By the time she was five she was composing simple waltzes. A year after her mother started giving her formal piano lessons.
These groups I can identify to because it reminds me of where I came from, and how I grow up in the South. These groups mean a lot to me because as a child, my grandmother always made me go to church, and she would be a usher in church. If I didn’t go to church then I wasn’t able to go anywhere. So it’s like I had to go. Then I became accustom to going to church, and even in the summer time the church had summer programs that I attended all summer and they would feed us lunch and we would play games all day and this was like very special for me.
Grupo “Folklorico Tabasco” is from La Joya, It is a high school folklorico group. La Joya is known for their folklorico group on Sunday they opened with an Maya dance. They had some things that rattled wrapped around their ankles so that every time their legs move there was a sound that was made. It went with the music. It added emphasis to the music; it was used as reinforcement.
His grandmother played piano in a Baptist church built by her father, who is a preacher. Outside of church, his grandparents were true Country Music fans. As a 12-year-old, Michael Grimm was escorted by his Grandma to the local southern Mississippi bars where he would perform the songs of George Jones, Travis Tritt and other Country artists. “She loved to listen to me sing, and she thought that was the way to get my career started,” Grimm says. On the road to glory, he had to go through the mill
According to the European Jazz Network, Cruz "commands her realm with a down-to-earth dignity unmistakably vibrant in her wide smile and striking pose." One of 14 children, born in the small village of Barrio Santos Suarez, Havana, Cruz was drawn to music from an early age. Her first pair of shoes was a gift from a tourist for whom she sang. In addition to spending many evenings singing her younger siblings to sleep, Cruz sang in school productions and community gatherings. Taken to cabarets and nightclubs by an aunt, she was introduced to the world of professional music.
I think everyone as a children has the dream of one day to become someone famous in life. It could be in a band, as an artist, actor/actress, the president or any other famous thing. My dream has always been to be a professional ballet folklorico dancer. For me Folklorico is the most beautiful way to express art. All the colors, those huge skirts, and all that makeup just resemblance happiness.
Every time I want a moment of peace or relaxation, I always listen to religious music because it is like forgetting everything for a moment. According to Janaro and Altshuler( the art of being human July 4, 2011) “ rhythm in music as in poetry, it is an alteration between stress and unstress. That is why, when I was about 12 years old, I tried to get into the chorus of the church that I used to go, but I was a really bad singer and I could not make it. However, when I came to the United States, I tried again and at this time I made it. I even participated in evens to raised money for the church.
As the school day ended one Friday in February, we arrived at church the following Sunday only to be questioned of our knowledge. Sitting next to Parm, our pastor asked us a few questions because we were the oldest two children of the choir. “Who is Martin Luther King, Jr.?” We could answer that question without hesitation. “Who is Rosa Parks?” We could also answer that question easily. “Who is Shirley Chisholm?” We hesitated, but answered correctly.