Those who are familiar with music know that a Requiem is a death Mass (think funeral, those of you who couldn’t tell me what a semiquaver is to save your life).  The Requiem has always been a fairly potent source of music, as well.  Look at Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, for instance.  By far, one of his most important works was his Requiem.

So this is an area of music.  Duh.  And big surprise, knowing me.

I’m a college freshman, majoring in music.  It’s the most important thing in my life, and takes precedence over most other things in life.  MOST OTHER THINGS, MIND YOU.  The area of music that I will eventually latch on to is still pretty hazy, right now.  I’m technically a music education major.  But I might decide to become a music performance major, or I might end up drifting into composition, or conducting, or even the technological side of it.  I don’t know, and am still open to a huge amount of options right now.

Oh, wait.  I’m a music major, so that means I probably play something.

And right I/you am/are.  I’ve been playing the trumpet for over half of my life.  No, wait, scratch that. . . almost half my life.  Since fifth grade, at least.  Funny thing is, I stank horribly for the first couple of years.  It didn’t help that I hated the blasted instrument.  I was convinced that all the hosts of Hell had bestowed this “gift” upon me.  And to a certain degree, that’s right; there are very few instruments that can sound as absolutely demonic as the trumpet.  But I stuck with it.  Now, eight years after I picked it up for the first time, I’m actually not half-bad.  And there’s probably only one other instrument which I love as dearly as this.  For information on what equipment I play, as well as my personal favorite trumpet players, pay me three hundred dollars, or click here.

I’m also known to close affiliates as a guitar player.  I’ve only played this instrument for two and a half years, or so.  But I took to it pretty readily, and I’m constantly improving (always a plus).  Of course, I had to pick this instrument up, because I love long hair, and I wanted to be a rock star for a period of my existence.  And it’s just flat out fun.  For information regarding this instrument, and who I consider to be guitar gods, click here, after paying me four hundred dollars (you read this far down, so I’ve got to charge you).