Music and I were always inseparable. However, I didn't come to the trumpet until early adulthood. I started in June 2001, just 2 months shy of my 21st birthday. That move stands, to this day, as one of the most life altering, rewarding, and enriching decisions I've yet made.
My love affair with music began as a small child with all the wondrous sounds emanating from my grandma's turntable; she had all the finest in classical, gospel, jazz, r&b,classic soul & opera. The presence of a piano in the home and the natural aptitude I showed for it only solidified that bond, as did the presence of my mother, a gifted pianist/singer/songwriter.
I didn't aspire to grow up & become a musician or anything, but my love of music (and video games) did help me to cope with life as a child in a dysfunctional family, and it carried me through a less than savory adolescence. In high school hip- hop, rock, & r&b became my music of choice though I'd still enjoy my grandma's records from time to time. During this period I took a brief stab at guitar and for awhile even tried my hand at rhyming.
Then at age 20 I got more back into jazz, discovered the music of Miles Davis and I fell head over heels in love with his music and his trumpet playing. Miles MOVED me. After so many months of checking out his works I finally caved in and bought my first horn