Jorn started guitar lessons this week. Finally! He got his guitar last November. He insisted on teaching himself the first few months and then when he did ask for lessons we had to get on a waiting list. I can't tell you how much my heart swells to hear him practicing in his room while I tidy up the kitchen each evening. I just adore this guy.
My Grandmother has the voice of an angel, my mother is a pianist, one of my brothers is a guitar player and music therapist, my father used to perform in musicals (not professionally), my cousin is a rock star and it was said I was born humming tunes from The Pirates of Panzance because that was the play my mother was accompanying while she was pregnant with me. Music was such a huge part of my childhood growing up and I learned to play a lot of instruments myself all of which I set down in favor of horses, dirt and barn duties when I was given the choice. I still sing (badly) all day long though.
Jorn has great taste in music and he's a natural with instruments. I think he'll follow right along with the rest of the family on this one but who knows? Right now he's listening to The Shins. What tune is humming in your ears these days? We'd love to take a listen!
