My grandma used to play the piano. Later on during my childhood, my sister went ahead and made an attempt to learn how to play the piano. I never thought much of it myself. I actually didn't listen to a lot of music. One day when our great grandma was watching us, I went to my sister's room to try the piano out. I made a wonderful melody. Little did I know there was anybody listening. I was so excited about what I had done, that I had to have my brother hear it. Of course with my great grandma in the room, I kind of lost interest because of how nervous I soon felt.
Many many years later had gone by. One night as my brother was about to go to bed in his own room, I guess he was going to set his alarm on the little radio to wake him up in the morning. Instead, he had found a station that played trance music. He called me into his room, and I was interested. There were two DJs, and one of them wrote their own music. I was intrigued to do the same thing. During the summer I went to college to learn how to play the piano. I had a little bit of knowledge on how musical notes worked, so while learning how to play, I also made an attempt to write songs of my own.
I've been going at it for seven years now.
