Music City
Music is everywhere in Los Angeles. Whether it’s the jazz station in my car or the man playing the saxophone on Flower downtown, you cannot drive outside your building before a beat starts pounding. If I were to have one regret about living in Los Angeles, it is that I didn’t spend more time listening. It’s funny. I came to Los Angeles in love with surf rock and the Beach Boys and I am leaving not even really sure what it is I like. Like…
Music and Me
I learned to play guitar the summer after my senior year of high school. The guitar was a graduation present from my mom; after years of fantasizing about playing an instrument, the Yamaha plain pine six-string felt like a gift from heaven. We had moved after graduation to upstate New York from suburban Maryland, and I took lessons at a local music shop, perhaps my only social outlet that summer. I was impressed with my progress, unlike piano, which I had suffered at for years,…
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