  ~In My Music Room~ Since I was a kid, I was always pounding on the ivory keys These are some of the fond memories that I have is... at my Aunt Tracy's house she taught piano and even while she watched me I would always here the sounds of music coming from the studio. Sitting under her big dinning room table playing with my dolls. It was always the sound of up the row to a birthday party Or other piano practicing that would go over and over again. I started lessons at 5 yrs old or so. But it just didnt interest me after awhile. Maybe because of hearing so many practicing over and over again. But at least my sister could play and read the notes. I heard Mozart,Chopin,and than I had a Uncle that liked to write jazz. So maybe thats why I have a taste for Jazz too. Love Always Carol Lamica |
