Photo by chuttersnap on Unsplash I love music. I don’t play any instruments. In junior high, I played the trombone in my school’s band, but as soon as I got to high school I was done with it. A couple years later, I tried learning the acoustic guitar but that didn’t last long. My excuse for quitting is that I couldn’t figure out how to get my fingers set exactly right, but I really just wasn’t willing to commit to learning and practicing. I also don’t sing very well. I was in choir during high school because I had to be. I was one of those voices that tried my best to just blend into the group. I wasn’t singing solos or lead parts at a concert or in front of church. I love music, though. I enjoy songs from a variety of genres. Sometimes it’s the lyrics that grab my attention, sometimes it’s the tune—occasionally it’s both. I can listen to anything from classical music to jazz to Garth Brooks to Van Halen to rap to dubstep to slow choral hymns to praise team anthems.
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