February 6, 2008 - 1:00am
By Cory Bennett
I blame my mom.
Not for the 13 years of private violin lessons I took growing up (although I’m sure in no uncertain terms I’ve blamed her to her face many times), but for those violin tapes she put on at night while I was falling asleep.
I don’t know if it was New Age parenting (osmosis of information while sleeping), or if I simply refused to listen to them during the day like I was supposed to. I could give myself the benefit of the doubt, but it’s probably the latter. I mean, in my first few years of violin, I would sit on the floor during my lesson with my short arms stubbornly crossed and simply refuse to play (in my defense I was four).
