in grade 6 we got to choose any "real" (we had been playing recorders) instrument to choose from. it was surreal walking to the cabinet and seeing so much shiny brass, so naturally i picked the most i could find and took up the tuba.
well, that lasted like 5 months, then i played baritone and trombone until grade 9.
in the time between grade 6 and 9 i fell in love with the drums, and begged my parents to let me get a kit. i pleaded and they said i could get one when we moved to our new house, fortunately i started taking pictures and ended up spending the money on a new camera.
then a musical workshop came to town in grade 9 and my mom signed me up, she said i could choose whatever i wanted to take, and for some weird reason i said bass. (i never rly knew what a bass was, i had just seen someone playing a weird lookin guitar one time).
ever since then its bin a downhill slope.
but i guess bass chose me in a way. cuz i coulda ended up as a drummer, brass player, piano player (i had taken lessons) or a guitard like everyone of my friends.
but now i rock the low end
well, that lasted like 5 months, then i played baritone and trombone until grade 9.
in the time between grade 6 and 9 i fell in love with the drums, and begged my parents to let me get a kit. i pleaded and they said i could get one when we moved to our new house, fortunately i started taking pictures and ended up spending the money on a new camera.
then a musical workshop came to town in grade 9 and my mom signed me up, she said i could choose whatever i wanted to take, and for some weird reason i said bass. (i never rly knew what a bass was, i had just seen someone playing a weird lookin guitar one time).
ever since then its bin a downhill slope.
but i guess bass chose me in a way. cuz i coulda ended up as a drummer, brass player, piano player (i had taken lessons) or a guitard like everyone of my friends.
but now i rock the low end


