MY TRUMPET STORY

AT FIRST…

Let's start with... beginning the 5th grade at F.A.C.E we had to choose our instrument a brass or woodwing... My girlfriend and I took the one no one wanted... the French Horn... What an amazing instrument... But for teenager the orchestral parts of a french horn or in a harmony well he has the long and sustained notes.. No melodies no punchs, and very heavy to carry. Anyhow, with the time I appreciate its sound its tone. But I the time I remember envying the trumpets playing behind me. So I fighted to switch to the trumpet, and started practicing because I wanted to go and study music in College. 

Then my journey began. 

I was music passionated. I could listen to the same album or same song over and over. When I went in a concert, I was in front dancing raising my arms in the air and singing. 
At first it was not so much the trumpet I was interested in but music itself. I wanted to know why It made me feel that way. I power of a concert, the intensity of emotions... 
At the end of my study my questions were answered; Music is explained into a circle. Science is revealing the perfection of notes. 

MY MUSIC JOURNEY INTO ENGLISH COLLEGE

MY TRUMPET STORY

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