I came home after school around 4pm there always had cartoons played on television. I used the recorder to record the songs that I like and used up almost three tapes to record all these songs. I was humming the melody on my way to school, when I was doing my homework or just when I was bored. Until now there are some melodies that I can still remember and sing along. When I turned middle school, I started to listen to the Beatles, Hey Judy, Yesterday, Yellow Submarine and Let It Be are all my favorite songs.
On Saturday evenings my parents alongside my brothers and I would have street meeting opposite the market place in Arima where we engaged in singing and my father preaching the gospel encouraging people to surrender their lives to Jesus. My brothers and I used to enjoy giving out tracks to people (man, woman or child). We were very brave as children never afraid of ridicule or our friends laughing at us. Everyday my mom would wake us at 5.00am in the morning to have family devotion. My parents took turns in administering the scriptures and gave us a scripture verse to learn after which we would hold hands and pray.
I was over at a friend’s house and we were playing in her room and we decided that it would be fun to swing from the top bunk to the bottom, well it was my turn and when I went to swing, my hand slipped and to the floor I flew. I remember how terrible my wrist hurt and looking at it and seeing that something certainly did not look just right with it. My bones were up above the rest of my arm and wrist and so off to the hospital I went. My parents were not very happy with me, and I remember how much pain I felt from my wrist. I couldn’t move it and as we arrived to the hospital the only thing they would give me for the pain was Tylenol.
I will never forget that night whenever I hear or listened to “Take my breath away” for I would always imagine myself in that dress and rocking that stage again. I remember falling in love for the first time in my life with this one significant other when I was in high school. I did not know how to express my feelings to him, so instead of writing him a letter, a poem, a simple phone call, or even have the courage to just talk to him straight face to face, I called the radio station and dedicated a samoan love song to him. I told one of my friends to tell him to listen to dedications that day and to my surprise, he dedicated a song to me the next day and the third day he asked me out. Growing up from a religious family, I was so devoted to church and religious music affected my life for it made me understand God, got closer to him and even build a strong relationship with him.
Their music helps me to relax and it`s one of coping skills when I’m in trouble. When Billie was 13 years old, his mom bought him with his first electric guitar, a Fernandes Daphne Blue Stratocaster. He named it “Blue” he still plays it too. In 1987 Armstrong formed a band called Sweet Children with one of his close
Music is big part of her life and it is mentioned through-out the story. Most songs she listens to are about love, sex, and having a good time. This may be why so many teens including Connie put themselves in situations trying to relive the message in the music. Teenagers often feel they don’t get attention at home so go other places looking for it. For Connie, it was the local drive-in “where the older kids hung out.” Almost every city or rural area you can find at least one place where a crowd of young people are hanging out usually listening to music among other things.
During his time in jail, Berry joined a Gospel group and practiced his songwriting abilities. (Gulla 32) . After his release Berry began to get serious about his guitar playing, however he still often worked as a carpenter, took a few manufacturing jobs and trained as a hairdresser. He married Themetta Suggs, purchased their first home in St. Louis, he continued to play popular nightclubs in the area looking for his break. Berry’s friend Ira Harris taught him new guitar techniques that became the basis for the Chuck Berry sound.
My father was enthusiastic for Tchaikovsky and he is also a fan of the Strauss Family of Austria. Works by these two composers were comprised the music which I listened to mostly in my childhood. In addition to helping me to love music generally, I am grateful to my dad for introducing me to piano playing, which I love so much and will keep loving for my rest life. I remember I used to spend Saturday and Sunday mornings practicing the piano, and in the course of this practicing, I suddenly realized that music had touched my life forever. I started playing the piano when I was seven and have
For twenty years, I was very involved in my church such as serving, praying, signing, and teaching. As soon as I was old enough, my parents encouraged me to be part of missionary group at my church, so I traveled to Jamaica every two years to reach the unreached people including deaf people, plant churches, clothe them with the clothes, and helping out with the foster children. While I was doing that, I did not develop a relationship with God. I did pray but it was not really heartfelt prayers. I served but I only served for the church people, not for God.
But, according to my parents, I started singing at the age of one year old. My parents also told me that I danced to every music that was played on the radio, and the sound of music calms and put me to sleep. Every Sunday morning, my parents always play gospel music before going to church. My aunt sings in choir, each time she goes to choir practice, she takes me along with her and makes me watch her rehearse what she will sing on Sunday for the church service. I started singing in the choir when I was ten years old.