I'v always loved to sing, my first memories are setting up my Dad's tripod and 12 pound video camera with the BETA tapes and just performing for the lens. Making up my own music videos to ABC, Boys II Men, Mariah Carey, Whitney Houton, Celine Dion, etc.. it's hilarious to watch back now, but one thing remains the same - passion for music. I got into piano in my teens and finally got the guts up to sing in front of my high school at the end of my senior year. My Dad was shocked. Not that I could sing but that I actually had the nerve to do it - he didn't really believe me until I was sitting on that piano singing Jewel's foolish games that I was serious.
I let it fall into a hobby until a few opportunities presented themselves and realized just how much music is truly a form of therapy and a healing force in my life. Having been through the ups and downs, joys and obstacles, accomplishments and failures, and the amazements and dissapointments of life, just as we all have, I found one thing remained the same. I've come to know music as the constant throughout it all. Provoking emotions, trigerring memories, keeping loved ones lost in mind, providing a motivating spirit to keep powering through tough times, reaching the core of the soul and purging both elation and sorrow, sentimental and hopeful thoughts, even at times all at once. Music is not often appreciated to the extent it could be. Take away the soundtrack to any movie and see if you feel the same emotions without the symphony behind a horror film's dark scene where the girl shouldn't walk through that door, or the climactic cymbals during a long awaited first kiss in a romance.
Music is a constant. It's a love of mine that will never dissapoint, even when it can hurt. But it's a beautiful pain that is genuine. And emotions that are genuine, even if they are uncomfortable, must be felt to know we are still here. That we still care.
Singing is my outlet, and writing is my microphone. It doesn't matter at the end of the day wether I'm Etta James or Nina Simone. It doesn't matter if anyone loves my songs or my voice or my taste even. Music is in me, and it's here to stay. I was recently told that if you have a passion for somethign that it is not just a passion it is your calling. And there is no person or hobby or material thing that has been my friend as long as music.
I'm still young so I don't mind saying that my first cassette tape was probably Wilson Phillip