i've been on and off moving some things around in our house during my jazz listening today (so the currently upbeat good ass Patrice Rushen tracks are helpful) and my brain, when directing my body to do repetitive low attention tasks like "move stuff from a to b", wanders.

today it wandered to family music.

so, while I'm taking a break from wearing a path in some floors, I'm going to ramble, thread-style.

there's a social dynamic that's arisen over the last 20? years maybe wherein two acquaintances might find themselves at a conversation point where one asks the other "so, are there any musicians in your family?"

and then the other participant will either list off a sibling or two who played in band in school, maybe a parent who sings.

and then it's off to other topics, often, as I've seen it happen anyway.

if, by some happenstance, someone of a young-ish generation dropped into casual conversation with my grandfather and asked, he would have looked confused and then listed off what each member of his family did musically.

because when he was a kid, everybody did music. every body.

to put it in perspective a little more, my grandfather was one of thirteen siblings whose parents were German immigrant farmers to the US.

thirteen kids, all did something musically. they weren't an outlier, they were just a family of farmers.

it wasn't that they were all remarkably talented or showed early promise or anything like that.

it was the only way music happened for people. music happened by making it. at home, at school, at church, in town, to celebrate, to mourn, to advertise, all of it.

so my great aunts and uncles and grandparents played fiddles and organs and guitars and spoons and harmonicas and sang because otherwise they'd have no music at all.

recordings were new and sparse. there weren't a thousand new tracks released every Thursday.

there weren't any bands touring an arena near them. there weren't tour buses anyway.

so teaching each other music, and practicing music together, became part of social things, so that music could be shared. it's always been that way for sung music, but with the advent of the industrial revolution and some other economic changes it became easier for common folk to get inexpensive instruments. and they did - they loved it!

because it's meta - it's part of thousands of years of teaching through storytelling. sometimes abstract, sometimes concrete, but constant. we sing songs. we make music.

with the rise of consumerism and institutionalized learning and some other things, music started to become an add-on activity to life.

some people do music. other people don't, they just listen to music.

and everyone said "well, of course - some people just aren't good at music. they just aren't meant to be musicians! and that's okay!"

and it is okay. absolutely no one should feel forced into music. there is enough music in silence.

but that first bit, the assumption, is off base.

no one is good at music without doing it. lots.

like I said, not all of my greats and grands were good at making music, but they did it.

some were - my aunt Minnie played church organ for fifty-some years without missing a single solitary week.

but it didn't matter either way - they learned because they did it together, they were shown and they practiced, not formally, just together as a family.

we're at a point where we've all but eliminated public resources for sharing music education en masse with our children through the public schools. sports and STEM absorb all possible funds.

fewer and fewer kids walk around with instrument cases. more and more earbuds though.

everything leans toward consumption.

creation is something others do, for money, in industry.

and that's bad news for storytelling, folks. and when storytelling suffers, we lose knowledge.

I have no citation for that, but it's a hill I'll die on.

I don't have a fancy pat answer.

This isn't a plea to sign my petition to direct tax dollars to more free recorders for tots.

It takes more of a shift than that would accomplish anyway.

but I'd like it if folk spent a little more time thinking about how they can encourage the young folk near them to create more than they consume.

not out of some drive to produce, or be successful, but to share, both knowledge and experiences. to participate in the story and the telling.

it's not good to feel like you're always on the wrong side of the glass. that's a really bad message to be sending millions of children every day, and it's exactly what our media systems are tuned for today.

we need to mitigate in any ways we can find.

thanks for reading my rambles.

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@djsundog outside of my complaints of similar things as a musician, i and also hav the vibe that i cant play/music around roommates/family

theres both insecurity and also years of being told to stop practicing because "i dont want to hear that"

like fuck what they want to hear i have to practice and im sorry that the activity isnt less invasive

when i lived in hippie jam pads in 2014-2015 i was given that chance to exp music as a SOCIAL activity and not merely an academic or consumer activity

@djsundog i read in your thread the term "apprentice" and thats a word i had missed and needed, so thank you for bringing this to my attention

bender was my mentor for busking and music (2015)

the dallas palace for better or worse was collectively my mentor for music (2014)

im at a point that even after 2-3 years of not playing trombone and uke, that i can pick them up and play them because thats how MUCH i was playing them

they became an extension of my being

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@djsundog fast forward to december 2019 when i formally (and this time with meaning) joined the SCP Wiki

i had tried joining two other times, but deleted my account within a week because something felt off, i didnt feel i was mature or tactful enough for the site, and also not ready to make a commitment of being apart of the community (outside of reading)

ive read the site for a total of 12 years, 10 of those years w/o being on the site proper

and 8 of THOSE years in cali

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@djsundog i also didnt want to join formally because the site is very intimate and sacred too it, it helped me keep my sanity when i was living and working out west from 2014-2021, some of those years spent homeless

SCP was something solid that i could carry with me and keep close to me, it was something that was always there no matter if i was in college (2009) or in my van (2015)

i didnt want a falling out with the community to put a bitter taste in my mouth while reading SCPs

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@djsundog *intimate and sacred to me,

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