boredom made me do it.

That and the promise of loose women

daryl1968


boredom made me do it.

That and the promise of loose women

I read that as the "bedroom made me do it".....(I suppose that would compliment the next line).
 
 
Music was always in my family (especially from my Dad) and on every (weekly) social event, I was the deignated guitar accompaniment for my dad's drinking/singing buddies. When I was around 12-13, I heard Hotel California for the first time and realised that there are songs that had more than 3 chords in it.......

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daryl1968


boredom made me do it.

That and the promise of loose women

I read that as the "bedroom made me do it".....(I suppose that would compliment the next line).
 
 
Music was always in my family (especially from my Dad) and on every (weekly) social event, I was the deignated guitar accompaniment for my dad's drinking/singing buddies. When I was around 12-13, I heard Hotel California for the first time and realised that there are songs that had more than 3 chords in it.......

 
you mean....there ARE more than 3 chords?????? 

:)

hookers and coke???

musicman100


hookers and coke???

Please, NO SOLICITING!!!

What a soul digging question. I chose music, it sure didn't choose me. Some of us find it easily, some us struggle with it all their lives and refuse to give up. You think at some point it will all gel together and become a second language that rolls from your tongue so to speak. Hasn't happened yet.

I was in bed and kept hearing her hit the wrong note. I got up, walked into the living room and watched her play for a minute. When she hit the wrong note again I said no, it's this one and pointed at the key.

 
Wow! That's twilight zone stuff there. I bet mom was quietly freaked.

Music chose me. Taught myself to play my brothers acoustic which was right handed, with low E on bottom, when I was 12. I'm right handed, but I play left handed. Grrr. Taught myself to play piano shortly after. The first recording I remember hearing that moved me was Misery by The Beatles. The vocals at the beginning sent chills up my spine and I haven't put down a guitar since.

Musical ability runs in my immediate family. My brother is a drummer, plays bass, guitar, but can barely carry a tune although he thinks he can. It pains me to hear him sometimes. He has that John Conlee half semitone off thing going on. It drives me insane. Can't listen to Conlee because of it either. Mom could sure sing. A different era and different circumstances and she probably would have made a living at it. Not sure if anyone on my mom or dads side was musically inclined.

First song I learned how to play was Misery by The Beatles.

Crg

I was in bed and kept hearing her hit the wrong note. I got up, walked into the living room and watched her play for a minute. When she hit the wrong note again I said no, it's this one and pointed at the key.

 
Wow! That's twilight zone stuff there. I bet mom was quietly freaked.

Yeah she said it was a little strange to say the least.
We were just talking about this the other day so it's strange that this thread popped up.


While my mom and I were talking my dad came in and said he remembers when I was about the same age, we were driving somewhere. He had the radio on listening to some classical music.
Apparently I interrupted his talking and said 'shhh, did you hear that?' he said 'what?' I said 'listen again, when it comes around again you can hear a french horn down in the back.'


He had no Idea that I knew what a french horn was let alone what one sounded like.

It might have something to do with me needing my radio on every night to fall asleep. Some kids needed a night light, I needed radio.
I was a strange kid. Cute when you're a kid but now that I'm 43 that translates into freaky middle-aged creep lol.  

@Mooch.
It's ok, I would be too if I knew my wedding was just days away and Bapu would be attending.


Mike 


 

Hi,

Even though I do not play keyboards or the bass regularly, in general, music has always been around me. Grandfather on the mother side was a well known Portuguese composer for piano, by the name of Armando Leca. It was in his house that I got interested in music and mom got me a music teacher and put me on the piano. That teacher was a massive witch and didn't like music, and used to spend her time rapping your fingers and knuckles with a heavy ruler!

Father had a large collection of record albums of classical music ... it's still there in Santa Barbara, but badly tendered and handled. Classical music covering 1000 years easily and very well. He liked Mozart and Beethoven. I liked Stravinsky and rock music! Why rock music? Because it did with music and feelings what classical music was missing in experience. Unlike a lot of fake opera-like stuff, rock music had more attitude and truth to it, than most opera stories, and made more sense. It simply has never been accepted as a serious and important method of music ... but it will in the next 50 to 100 years.

I don't aspire to be a virtuoso. For me, hearing it is enough, and I do not have to duplicate it ... but it is neat when I am dreaming, that on the side someone says ... we need music in there ... and voila ... the director adds a piece of music to the whole thing.

On the family side, of 9 children, one of my sisters played Harp with the Santa Barbara Symphony, but I think that she gave up music ... she's too idealistic and opinionated to hang around music and musicians, I thought, and not patient enough. She was good and should have taken her music to jazz or rock so she didn't get bored. I always thought that what she wanted was the freedom to express, and she couldn't do that in the classical context ... most of which does not have any harp material worth discussing! She did hear Alan Stivell, and had his first album before I did ... so she was aware that more could be done with the music, but I think she gave up.

I'm the only one into music all the way. Live and die by it. It's my soundtrack and I am its soundtrack.

Who chose who?

I don't know! I just know what I see inside my head! And it has music!