and and orchestra classes, my own father is my music teacher, and after school I practice or go to Fayetteville Symphony rehearsals. My life literally revolves around music. But it is making music that means the most to me.

In our orchestra, we know that a performance is the culmination of hard work and long hours of practice. Much time and effort is put into every little detail, every rest and every note. The cut-offs must be clear and together, and when there is a rest,

very instrument must be completely silent in unison for the right effect. The rests in the music are as important as the no

Music is not just performing on one night, however. It is the result of not only the efforts of individuals, but individuals together as a whole. Much cooperation and teamwork are needed to bring the ensemble together so that each individual knows ever

he reasons I was angry or stressed. But, music sometimes has the opposite effect on me. I tend to be a perfectionist, so if I keep practicing one particular phrase that I cannot seem to get right, I end up playing it worse and worse. When that happens,

Music is a source of joy, stress, tears, camaraderie and fulfillment for me. Hopefully, I will be able to perform or at least be able to listen to music for the rest of my life, because life without music will never be complete. And if I should one day

e deaf? The good news is that I can feel the music, the good vibrations

well. The member

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