Many musicians remember the first moment in their life when they are completely absorbed in music. When the sounds and vibrations lift their spirits and take them somewhere only music can take them. This place in time serves as the basis of their musical career.I have a similar moment, one that hopefully, I'll never forget.
Last summer I asked my dad to buy tickets to a Mainly Mozart concert, a few weeks later the tickets came in the mail. He ordered tickets for the wrong concert. I was furious, I was so excited to see this string quartet and the tickets very clearly read "Anthony McGill Solo Recital". Anthony McGill is NOT a string quartet. I decided since my dad paid good money for these tickets, I best look him up and see who, exactly, is this Anthony McGill guy.
When I went to my dear friend Google for answers, I was very pleased to see he was a clarinetist. I decided that the concert wouldn't be nearly as bad as I initially thought.
Weeks went by and it was finally the day of the concert. That day, my dad drove me to a high school in southeast San Diego; I was skeptical and kept asking him if it was the right place, it doesn't seem logical for a professional clarinetist to be playing at a high school in a low-income neighborhood.
We got into the theater and took our seats, the rest is all magic. Anthony walked onstage and immediately starts playing the Mozart Concerto, my jaw dropped by the utmost perfection radiating from this angelical man. This is the moment when I fell in love; not with the man in the tuxedo standing onstage, not with the piece flowing out of his Leblanc, but with music, plain and simple. This instance became the foundation of my inspirations, I knew for certain that from that moment and on, my life was to be musically-centric.
Love is a tricky thing, we hear so much about it, all these fantasies. As we get older, we're told these stories are just myth, that love isn't as simple as we grew up believing it is. But what we need to know is that the magic really does exist, just not in ways we're expecting. Driving into that urban high school parking lot, I had no idea that I would be falling in love that night, but sure enough I did and it was a definite thing. I guess this love doesn't result in prom date, but it makes me happy and that's what really matters.
Monday, April 26, 2010
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Really impressive, Amy. A beautiful message beautifully conveyed. Great work...
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