Thursday, July 31, 2008

childhood memories

If there's one thing I can say about my childhood memories is that they are all filled with beautiful music. I remember being dragged to concerts with my sister by my parents, we were probably about 5 and 6 years old. We hated the thought of them, and we would ask my parents if we could play cards during the shows. But we always liked them at the end of the day, even if we hated to admit.

Because of those days, by the time we were teenagers we had already seen some of the best Brazilian musicians play live, and I know that that's one thing I want to do for my children. I wish everybody's childhood memories sounded as wonderful as mine do.