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listening to Miles Davis; reading through texts. Davis is always my go to listen in any kind of mood, followed closely by Coltrane. When I found Coltrane in early high school I was so excited (!) because I thought it is kismet — I started playing the alto sax in grade seven (probably because my sister played sax) and progressed through numerous instruments (I was very musically inclined in my teen years — that talent has since faded) landing on the jazz band position of alto sax and concert band position of tenor sax. In grade 9 I stuck with alto all the way through high school, until in grade 12 I switched to baritone sax for concert band (and remained alto in jazz band). Seems everyone played alto sax. Maybe it is because the fingering is exactly the same as the recorder — the precursor instrument for everyone — or maybe it is because Coltrane was so cool and everyone wanted to play sax. That is a story about me playing the saxophone. Every once in a while I pull out my old sax and play (although now it is at my parents house because I moved to the states with a duffle bag) and realize that musical talent fades. I’ll tell you a separate story one day about how my mom defies all logic, and was a concert certified pianist at the age of 14 and can still to this day play any song she hears. When I was fourteen I thought she was so cool because she could immediately play Vanessa Carlton’s A thousand miles. She mainly prefers Chopin though.

listening to Miles Davis; reading through texts.

Davis is always my go to listen in any kind of mood, followed closely by Coltrane.

When I found Coltrane in early high school I was so excited (!) because I thought it is kismet — I started playing the alto sax in grade seven (probably because my sister played sax) and progressed through numerous instruments (I was very musically inclined in my teen years — that talent has since faded) landing on the jazz band position of alto sax and concert band position of tenor sax. In grade 9 I stuck with alto all the way through high school, until in grade 12 I switched to baritone sax for concert band (and remained alto in jazz band). Seems everyone played alto sax. Maybe it is because the fingering is exactly the same as the recorder — the precursor instrument for everyone — or maybe it is because Coltrane was so cool and everyone wanted to play sax.

That is a story about me playing the saxophone. Every once in a while I pull out my old sax and play (although now it is at my parents house because I moved to the states with a duffle bag) and realize that musical talent fades.

I’ll tell you a separate story one day about how my mom defies all logic, and was a concert certified pianist at the age of 14 and can still to this day play any song she hears. When I was fourteen I thought she was so cool because she could immediately play Vanessa Carlton’s A thousand miles. She mainly prefers Chopin though.

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