Treya-W Wish 2 Electric Guitar
Electric Guitar Another cool thing! It's usually $85.00, but it's $79.99 right now. It features a striking red color with a classic electric guitar shape. The guitar package includes: A 20-watt amp for practice sessions. A protective carrying bag. An adjustable strap for comfortable play. A set of Allen wrenches for adjustments. A guitar cable for amp connection. A guitar pick..
Hello! I just recently graduated high school! Truth be told, I had been singing since I could remember. Not to say I’m the best at it yet, but there’s just something thrilling about the idea of expressing myself through music. To me, it’s really the only way I feel heard. Whenever I can, I set aside a little time just to practice my range and vocal control, feeling both excitement that I’m improving and a bit of nervousness that my grandma can hear the cat-scratching I like to call singing (poor lady, such a sweetheart). I have never been able to stick to any kind of hobby, really. So far music is the only thing I’ve never gotten bored of within the first week. Eventually I made a dream out of it: I don’t have to be famous like Bruno Mars or Sabrina Carpenter, not at all; I just wanna make a career out of it. Write my own songs, share them with the world, have a few fans, and eventually be able to live comfortably. But there is one big problem I watch videos of artists online who seem so naturally talented and sometimes feel that maybe I’m not so cut out for it after all. Still, something inside me, head or heart I’m not sure, won’t let me give up on it. So I’ve set a goal for myself: to keep practicing, and, someday, to take a leap of faith, scare the crap out of myself, and perform in front of something other than a stuffed animal and my dog. Slowly but surely, I’m getting there. I started by finally telling someone what it was that I wanted for myself, which was terrifying, considering I was used to people around me doubting my willingness to learn how to get to that point. And on days when I thought I might be believing that, I’d remind myself that I now have two people backing me up, cheering me on. I picture how amazing it would feel to finally reach that goal. I don’t care if it’s performing for a crowd of a thousand or one. Grassroots, I keep thinking. Gotta start out somewhere. But, there’s the other options I’ve been considering: General Surgery, Culinary School, or stick to the music industry and be a Beatmaker. Truth be told I don’t even know what I’m gonna be doing tomorrow, and I just got out of school. How am I gonna know what to do with the rest of my life right out the gate? Most of my focus has been on an adult measuring my worth with numbers and letters on a spreadsheet, and only until my Sophomore Year in high school did I really start trying to make them think I was worth something, no offense to teachers, of course. My plan for college is to get all my required classes out of the way. English, Math, Science, etc., before I get into the fun stuff. I’ve been trying to get a job through college and hopefully avoid having to pay off Student Loan debt until I’m 75; so far, nothing. But, I still have hope. Remember, Grassroots. Anyway, I’d better stop before this gets any longer. Thank you for reading if you got this far! Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, all those good things. :))
Age 18.
FCS Pamela Wright
Electric Guitar Another cool thing! It's usually $85.00, but it's $79.99 right now. It features a striking red color with a classic electric guitar shape. The guitar package includes: A 20-watt amp for practice sessions. A protective carrying bag. An adjustable strap for comfortable play. A set of Allen wrenches for adjustments. A guitar cable for amp connection. A guitar pick..
Hello! I just recently graduated high school! Truth be told, I had been singing since I could remember. Not to say I’m the best at it yet, but there’s just something thrilling about the idea of expressing myself through music. To me, it’s really the only way I feel heard. Whenever I can, I set aside a little time just to practice my range and vocal control, feeling both excitement that I’m improving and a bit of nervousness that my grandma can hear the cat-scratching I like to call singing (poor lady, such a sweetheart). I have never been able to stick to any kind of hobby, really. So far music is the only thing I’ve never gotten bored of within the first week. Eventually I made a dream out of it: I don’t have to be famous like Bruno Mars or Sabrina Carpenter, not at all; I just wanna make a career out of it. Write my own songs, share them with the world, have a few fans, and eventually be able to live comfortably. But there is one big problem I watch videos of artists online who seem so naturally talented and sometimes feel that maybe I’m not so cut out for it after all. Still, something inside me, head or heart I’m not sure, won’t let me give up on it. So I’ve set a goal for myself: to keep practicing, and, someday, to take a leap of faith, scare the crap out of myself, and perform in front of something other than a stuffed animal and my dog. Slowly but surely, I’m getting there. I started by finally telling someone what it was that I wanted for myself, which was terrifying, considering I was used to people around me doubting my willingness to learn how to get to that point. And on days when I thought I might be believing that, I’d remind myself that I now have two people backing me up, cheering me on. I picture how amazing it would feel to finally reach that goal. I don’t care if it’s performing for a crowd of a thousand or one. Grassroots, I keep thinking. Gotta start out somewhere. But, there’s the other options I’ve been considering: General Surgery, Culinary School, or stick to the music industry and be a Beatmaker. Truth be told I don’t even know what I’m gonna be doing tomorrow, and I just got out of school. How am I gonna know what to do with the rest of my life right out the gate? Most of my focus has been on an adult measuring my worth with numbers and letters on a spreadsheet, and only until my Sophomore Year in high school did I really start trying to make them think I was worth something, no offense to teachers, of course. My plan for college is to get all my required classes out of the way. English, Math, Science, etc., before I get into the fun stuff. I’ve been trying to get a job through college and hopefully avoid having to pay off Student Loan debt until I’m 75; so far, nothing. But, I still have hope. Remember, Grassroots. Anyway, I’d better stop before this gets any longer. Thank you for reading if you got this far! Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, all those good things. :))
Age 18.
FCS Pamela Wright
Electric Guitar Another cool thing! It's usually $85.00, but it's $79.99 right now. It features a striking red color with a classic electric guitar shape. The guitar package includes: A 20-watt amp for practice sessions. A protective carrying bag. An adjustable strap for comfortable play. A set of Allen wrenches for adjustments. A guitar cable for amp connection. A guitar pick..
Hello! I just recently graduated high school! Truth be told, I had been singing since I could remember. Not to say I’m the best at it yet, but there’s just something thrilling about the idea of expressing myself through music. To me, it’s really the only way I feel heard. Whenever I can, I set aside a little time just to practice my range and vocal control, feeling both excitement that I’m improving and a bit of nervousness that my grandma can hear the cat-scratching I like to call singing (poor lady, such a sweetheart). I have never been able to stick to any kind of hobby, really. So far music is the only thing I’ve never gotten bored of within the first week. Eventually I made a dream out of it: I don’t have to be famous like Bruno Mars or Sabrina Carpenter, not at all; I just wanna make a career out of it. Write my own songs, share them with the world, have a few fans, and eventually be able to live comfortably. But there is one big problem I watch videos of artists online who seem so naturally talented and sometimes feel that maybe I’m not so cut out for it after all. Still, something inside me, head or heart I’m not sure, won’t let me give up on it. So I’ve set a goal for myself: to keep practicing, and, someday, to take a leap of faith, scare the crap out of myself, and perform in front of something other than a stuffed animal and my dog. Slowly but surely, I’m getting there. I started by finally telling someone what it was that I wanted for myself, which was terrifying, considering I was used to people around me doubting my willingness to learn how to get to that point. And on days when I thought I might be believing that, I’d remind myself that I now have two people backing me up, cheering me on. I picture how amazing it would feel to finally reach that goal. I don’t care if it’s performing for a crowd of a thousand or one. Grassroots, I keep thinking. Gotta start out somewhere. But, there’s the other options I’ve been considering: General Surgery, Culinary School, or stick to the music industry and be a Beatmaker. Truth be told I don’t even know what I’m gonna be doing tomorrow, and I just got out of school. How am I gonna know what to do with the rest of my life right out the gate? Most of my focus has been on an adult measuring my worth with numbers and letters on a spreadsheet, and only until my Sophomore Year in high school did I really start trying to make them think I was worth something, no offense to teachers, of course. My plan for college is to get all my required classes out of the way. English, Math, Science, etc., before I get into the fun stuff. I’ve been trying to get a job through college and hopefully avoid having to pay off Student Loan debt until I’m 75; so far, nothing. But, I still have hope. Remember, Grassroots. Anyway, I’d better stop before this gets any longer. Thank you for reading if you got this far! Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, all those good things. :))
Age 18.
FCS Pamela Wright