Ok, so I’ll back up a bit. I guess you could say that my first concert was at the age of three. I decided to sing a rendition of “Old Mc Donald” to my sleeping roommate, Aman; actually his name was Adam but pronunciation can get in the way sometimes when you’re three. Anyways, “Aman” slept through the whole thing but I didn’t let that stop me. Fast forward about 6 years- one evening my Grandmother was playing a piece by one of my now most favorite composers, Claude Debussy. I loved to watch her and felt overwhelmed with a desire to learn how to play, too. My interest in music grew and shortly before my 10th birthday I approached my Mom in tears crying,” this year I don’t want another Barbie doll- I want piano lessons!” ...MORE