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My son is a professional musician. He trained at the Cleveland Institute of
Music. Classically trained but plays beatbox flute. I can’t read music either!


I've heard it referred to as "seasons" in life before, which is nice but does tend to lead to thinking "winter is coming" lol. I think I will adopt key changes instead.

I played several musical instruments myself, but one of my adult kids is a choral musician (she sings - and she also teaches middle school choir). She turned me on to the composer Eric Whitacre when she sang one of his pieces in high school. You can find his virtual choirs on YouTube - he had people around the world sing their parts and then put them together. It's really a gift to learn things from our kids, isn't it?

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