I had to take music in one of my elementary school grades. I hated it, and it was obvious that I wasn't putting much into it because I referred to the instrument I played as "some tooty thing" and, to this day, I have no idea what it was.
Good on You, Cody! I never liked any Rock except where it came from the in 50's, called Rhythm & Blues. The only Rock I like today are the early Beach Boys and early Beatles. I also liked Folk Rock, as well as classic Folk Music. My biggest collection of CD's are Classical and Jazz. HAL
Hey Holly, I never made a movie or a video of anything in my 81 years. (82 next month on the 11th) I tried a Cello last year, kept it a week and returned it. I liked it because the low open string is a C! I also bought a Violin after that. It seems so unnatural compared to the Guitar, which I've played for 62 years. I'll give it to my Daughter who is a Violinist, a Mandolinist, and a Bass Guitarist when she comes to visit next year from Chicago. H.P.
As a high school sophomore, face nearly healed from my brush with severe burns two years earlier, I think I began to look at least "presentable". To the chicks, not so, it turned out. Rock & Roll was getting a real start then, Jerry Lee Lewis pounding out nonsensical music, Elvis in full swing, I decided if I could play, it might earn consideration by the girls. I was by then bursting with hormones! Started trumpet lessons. First set-back: sore, cracked lips. Kept trying for about 6 months, attended one or two sessions at the local "hop", gave it up. I felt I was backward socially, a virtual outcast outside of my few good friends. So, I took to making sure my old '55 Mercury would beat any challenger. Easy, as I had installed a 430 cu. in. Lincoln engine and 3-speed overdrive. 4.56 gears. Smoked tires in any gear. Respected as hell by my peers, those who knew of it. Piled into a Pontiac in a residential intersection, broad-sided it, stopped in the middle, Poncho up on someone's lawn. I was just turned 21. My Dad had neglected to pay the ins. premium, and 6 months later the State of Illinois came along under the guise of a sheriff's deputy to confiscate MY drivers license, and all license plates issued to the owner (my Dad). There began an incredible long-term chain of events under which I lost my DL, all plates were confiscated, new registrations and plates issued in my Mom's name (she had never driven in her life), a 1 year DL suspension for me, an entirely new experience, a chick interested enough in me to err....well, we wound up going on our honeymoon with me, sans DL, she unlicensed, as State lost the accident file! We (I) drove from Chicago to L.A. and back without a DL! Visited my uncle in Sylmar CA , and became acquainted with Las Vegas, which was to become my new home after 30 years in Chicagoland! A multi-faceted and unmatched existence as a young adult. Frank
In the movie, Blended, with Drew Barrymore and Adam Sandler, the band that played on the last night of their African vacation, had a girl playing a pink bass guitar. Had never seen a pink bass guitar before.
Well, Hal, I'm one week from turning 69 and most of the members of the bands that I listed are that old or older now. All we had at our high school dances, once a year, was rock music from the mid thru later 60's. Most of my years I've been a "Rocker", but back in the 80's, I got into Country-Western, but only the current music, not the "cry in your beer" type. When I met my wife, she fully introduced me to Motown and I grabbed on.
Hal, you ask about music instrument skills, not "skills" in general. I think, in one way or another, all of us have some type of skill.
I've seen them but my daughter didn't have one and wouldn't have wanted one .....she had 3 Bass Guitars and 2 Classical... but no pink...
I do not play anything any longer except for a couple of stations I like on the computer. That said, I was playing classical piano at 8 years old and then went to the woodwinds during jr high. I was also in the Cavalier drum and bugle corps and played the e-flat one valve and rotor soprano bugle which much later, after I came back from Nam, landed me a job with the honor guard playing taps in honor of our returning hero’s. If it really counts for anything, I was in a Dixieland band in New Orleans. We cut a couple of records mainly for the tourists who came to listen and bear down on some hurricanes but I bought a restaurant which ended my small career as a musician.