PRINTThe sound of music
June 3, 2009 | 12:00 p.m. CST
Without music, I’m not sure who I’d be. It’s taught me creativity, expression, teamwork and traditions. I play a few instruments, I’ve sung in choirs, acted in musicals. I shamelessly listen to musical soundtracks, no matter how cheesy others think it is. That rich immersion in all things music is probably one of the more instrumental aspects of my development.
Back in my hometown, I remember going to the local music store to pick out my first clarinet. The owner, a staple of the store, loved to talk about music — well, about anything, really. There was no such thing as a quick trip to his store. After a 30-minute lecture on the maintenance of reeds during that first visit, my mum and I finally left the store with a little more than we had bargained for. Though always an involved trip, a visit to the music store was a visit to Gus, its owner. He was the personality of the store and his dedication to music and the teaching of it served as the foundation of the shop.
In this issue, Vox profiles one of Columbia’s own locally owned music stores, Barnhouse’s Crazy Music (Feature). Like the one I frequented back home, this shop is based on the personality of its owners, both past and present. For many, it’s their charisma that makes the trip to a local store more rewarding than any chain store.
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