My I-Cant-Clutch-Any-Ideas-Anymore Assignment

This one is by the Writing teacher. My Passion.

“I’m not a different brand, just a different model.” Or should it be “I’m not a different colour, just a different shade.” Which is more apposite? What I am trying to say is just parallel. Sometimes, when I just want to make a complete line of libretto, it is like squeezing out a three note melody.
As I stated in my previous essay, my general interests are music and art. But I prefer in saying the major one is music, because I know I spend more time on tunes rather than images and colours. Hence I would say music is my passion; the air that I breathe. Not just the simple music, it is everything that has to do with the particular entertainment. I made it as a part of my life since I was very young. My mother told me, I would just sing my lungs out in the public, or just in the middle of crowded people in the shopping complex every time hear a familiar song. I just took it easy, without hesitation, no disgrace, “And IIIIIIII, will always, loooove youuuuuu.” That was by Whitney Houston and I was five. My audience would just look and be amazed.
This passion of music is not only mine. It runs in the family. The person whom exposed us to music was my father. He taught us to listen to classic rock bands such as Queen and Beatles. When it comes to instruments, the guitar is the main subject. I have Carlos Santana and the late Jimi Hendrix as my idols. My mother on the other hand taught us to listen to Nursery Rhymes. She plays the piano and we all four siblings inherited that. I prefer playing the guitar because we all can play it with many different positions. Who plays the piano while one is lying on the bed? We have a few types of instrument at home. They are bongos, violins, keyboards, two sets of drums and etcetera. Whether we know how to or not, we just play.
The first ever person whom I know, wrote a song spontaneously, complete with melody, in front of my bare eyes, was my father as well. He is such an inspiration. I was amazed and the song was astounding. The song was funny though because it was about his four children and their attitudes. He just had his acoustic guitar. Then my brother followed his steps. He built a band of his own, and produces songs of technical grunge genre. I do composing too, but then I have vague inspired mind. I have done just three songs, and if one listens to them, he or she will know they are mine, because they are just typical and you could say they are parallel to another.
I really have to meet the counsellor of the writer’s block company.