Music my father taught me: discovering new variations
Me playing at the Lionel Hampton Jazz Festival.
I started playing guitar in high-school for our jazz band. I was lucky. Taking lessons from my father made all the difference. One morning my father taught me how to play a boogie-woogie blues tune and by nightfall I could play the entire piece. I started playing classical piano at age eight, taking lessons for a year and a half, but was self-taught thereafter.
While in junior high, I took a concert field trip where I saw Stanley Jordan perform. Wow, he blew me away. His two-handed tapping technique is beautiful, though beyond my skills at the moment. In any case, Stanley has been an inspiration, as has my father. I started playing the piano less, and the guitar more in junior high. By the time I hit high-school I was in love with the guitar. Our high-school competed at the Lionel Hampton Jazz Festival several years in a row. I haven't had as much time to play since I started college, but I hope to start up a band after graduation.
While in junior high, I took a concert field trip where I saw Stanley Jordan perform. Wow, he blew me away. His two-handed tapping technique is beautiful, though beyond my skills at the moment. In any case, Stanley has been an inspiration, as has my father. I started playing the piano less, and the guitar more in junior high. By the time I hit high-school I was in love with the guitar. Our high-school competed at the Lionel Hampton Jazz Festival several years in a row. I haven't had as much time to play since I started college, but I hope to start up a band after graduation.
This track embedded from SoundCloud is by Johnathan Lozoya and is only here as a demo.
Text source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bradley_Joseph