Who am I and why am I here?

I’m a woman who as a kid paraded around in bizarre outfits, chanting and singing and dancing to music that ranged from classical and techno-classical, to disco and funk, to rock n’ roll and country, to crazy and folk, and beyond…. which might and might not explain why my love of music extends over all genres (except gangsta rap, honestly.)

I initially decided to whoop the patootie of any floutist who came my way just to prove I could be as good as my sister, only to decide I actually enjoyed it and continue on well past my college degree in music education. I’ve taught music for 16 years, and only just recently took a break to follow my career in project management. I’d explain, but it’d be a serious digression.

I firmly believe that people who belittle others for singing, dancing or playing – out of tune or rhythm or normalcy – should be spanked until they beg for forgiveness. The courage to sing or dance or play should be celebrated, just as the act itself tends to be a celebratory one of some sort. Having been the recipient of such ridicule myself, I went on to ‘prove’ people wrong, and ended up singing light opera and solos by the end of my ‘career’. I wanted to puke my entrails up, but I did it. Here’s to you, Gramps.

I’m convinced I have fantastic ideas in my head that should just easily float into realized composition, but I’m struggling with finding the time and headspace and how-to knowledge to actually follow through with most of it.

I am utterly fascinated by the concept of music and the effect on the body, brain, and consciousness (which is arguably still the actual make-up of the brain, but that’s another discussion entirely).  My dream that will likely never come to fruition is to be a neuromusicologist.

Hey, I never said my passion was normal.