Important Orchestra Document

As one grows older, it is inevitable that one becomes more and more aware of ones own existence, ones own soul. As I round the ripe age of 17, I have reached an epiphany. I now realize that music is one of the most important aspects of my life. It has been said that music is the purest form of expression, and I genuinely believe that this is true. Music is ubiquitous; no matter where I go, music is never far behind. Over the years, I have adapted to this, and learned that running away from such an omnipresent force is futile. Instead, I take on the power of music directly, and mold it to my own purposes, to express my own feelings. One of the unique aspects about music is that it is completely dependent on the individual. Whether someone sounds good or not is completely up to that person. No other person can force them to practice; no one else can tell them that they absolutely have to play a certain way. The way the music is played is up to the discretion of the player. He or she, alone, can choose whether or not to practice, and exactly how to interpret a piece of music. I have always had an affinity for music, but it was only recently that I have come to accept it as one of my biggest interests. Now, whether it is through dance or the playing of instruments, music has become an invaluable means of expression. As one would expect, this has given me the motivation to grow as a musician.

After quitting piano lessons last year, I began to play piano more and more on my own. I realized that without being forced to play pieces that I have never heard of, without the pressure of passing a test or winning in a competition, I began to enjoy playing piano much more. Unfortunately, this fire had come to die down, and I began to practice less and less. After being exposed to various inspirational artists, it was almost as if the spark had been reignited. Gone once again was the feeling that practicing was a chore: I had begun to reconcile with my lost love, music. Along...