My earliest memories of music are hearing my maternal grandmother, Cruz, singing me and my brood of siblings and cousins to sleep in her deep, comforting voice while being cradled in her arms.
My first musical memory is of my grandmother playing her piano while my sister and I sang songs. When I was 6, I began piano lessons and continued for 10 years. I was heavily involved in choir, theater, band and even some color guard from grade school through high school.
I have been involved in music all my life. My mother had 4 children in 5 years and would sing us every song she knew at naptime in order to stay sane! My father played the ukulele and guitar and we would sing all the time – especially on road trips.
Music has been a part of my life since I was born. My parents both loved music and there was always a wide variety of music playing in our house: rock and roll, gospel, the Muppets, and everything in between.
I’ve always been interested in music, and have had wide and varied musical tastes for as long as I can remember. Equally, I’ve enjoyed various performative pursuits throughout my life, including formal music, dance, and voice lessons, school and community choirs, amateur musical theater (ever the ham!), and even college rock bands. I sing constantly, and music is simply a part of my daily existence.
Music has been deeply woven throughout all parts of my life. Many of my best childhood memories revolve around music: singing with my grandmothers; dancing in recitals; studying piano and violin; performing in high school musicals; participating in vocal ensembles.
As far back as I can remember, music has been a part of my life. One of my earliest memories is of being in Vermont with my father's extended family and gathering in the living area after a great meal for a jam session.
As far back as I can remember I loved being an entertainer. I would dress up in costumes and put on shows for my family. I was always the first to my older brothers’ band practice, jumping on the bed and jamming to the music!
A born and raised Austinite, my love of music runs deeper than the Colorado River. My whole family shares an appreciation and thirst for music, and singing as a family happened often and with much enthusiasm! My mom played the piano and guitar while my dad educated and shaped my musical experiences with an impressive collection of record albums and his boisterous singing voice.
Music has been a constant in my life, at times background, at others foreground, but always there. The foundation was laid for me with my mother’s nightly lullaby ritual, Rafi sing-a-longs in the car on family vacations, and sounds of folk classics from my parents’ vinyl collection.