When I was in high school I took a college-level music theory class. It was hard as fuck. Especially because, as I’ve said before, I love music, but I don’t have a natural talent for it. So interpreting notes and naming chords in front of the class caused a lot of anxiety. Because I sucked so hard at it, I worked harder, and passed it in the end.
One of the things I’ll never forget, though, is one of the assignments I had for the music appreciation class I was taking simultaneously. I had to choose an artist and write about them – their members, songs, impact, etc. I chose The Animals.
That served me well in the end, because for the theory class I had to arrange a piece of music for an orchestra. I chose “House of the Rising Sun.”
Just as with many other white musicians of their…
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