A piano piece
May 24th, 2011 § Leave a Comment
I’ve been in a band when I was a sophomore but everything turned on the other way when I transferred to a new school during my junior high. And honestly talking, that made me wept…
This week, Daily Post asks: If you started a band, what would the name be?
I’m the keyboardist in our band way back when I am a sophomore. And I’m the band manager as well. I make the most of our band’s decisions but I always make sure that everyone’s opinion is considered so that there’ll be no riots in our group.
Time passed and my family moved into a new place so what choice do I still have? I quit my band and I did not tend to make anymore in my new school. But right now… Now that I’m a senior student, I’m taking a chance to consider making a new band this coming June. Though, frankly, I still have no idea into what name would I name it. I just want my last year in high school be a memorable one… a magical one.
Moreover, I’m a piano player. I started playing the piano when I was seven. And I discovered by myself that I can play the guitar too, when I was eleven. I am now fifteen. I’m not bragging, but somehow, I consider myself as music talented. But in some ways, my mind contradicts me… Because in my heart and mind, I know that I still have a long piano piece to memorize…
A piano piece that has different types of accidentals… like sharps, flats, and naturals…
But even though it contains different musical notations, I will just play it by heart… and enjoy the music that I’m hearing… Because I know, that’s just what matters the most…
{ Photo source: Vicky Zeamer }
