My mother forced me to take piano lessons. My teacher used to cut my nails and I quit around puberty. Regret I stopped playing but Icouldn't play the music I wanted to and hated practicing.
I've been playing and singing in bands for 45 Yrs, other than the two sons I raised by myself,
nothing has given me more pure joy. Recently started playing with friends from a band we started 40 Yrs ago. We might be old bastards, but we can still tear it up and we absolutely love it.
My mother was a music teacher, but she got us music lessons with a different teacher. Took piano lesson for a couple of years, probably started around 9 or 10. In high school, played in band, first a trumpet (there were 15 trumpet players), and music teacher asked if I would switch to French horn, as only had one of them. Then years of not much. When my mom's side of the family got together there was always music. My uncles could all play fiddle, banjo, mandolin, and guitar. My mom was the vocalist. Right after I retired, my wife got us tickets to the first Rivercity Bluegrass Festival, which was held in January. Just loved the music, and decided that I wanted to play an electric bass. Wife, who is a musician, suggest that I get a Fender Std. Jazz Bass. Got one an taught myself to play. Have been playing with a band for the last 15 years. Always had the want to also learn the instruments that my uncles played. So can now play the guitar, banjo, and mandolin. Did get from my aunt, the play lists from my uncles guitar case, and have played a lot of the music from the old days of my uncles play together. Have had the chance to play with my sister and some cousins, so the tradition of making family music is still going. I think making music is about as good as it get. Besides our band, also play with two other groups.
I played the violin for years, when I was younger. I was actually pretty good, but after high school, I pretty much gave up on ever doing anything with it. I ended up selling it a few years later. I wish I hadn't. I keep telling myself that I'll buy a new one eventually, but tomorrow never comes. I've just quit smoking. Perhaps I should funnel the money I'm saving into that!
I played guitar and evolved into a blues guitar person. Began at 16 and never really quit but once in my 30s I played my last stage thing. Now, with life advancing I once again turn to my guitar , the acoustical version. I find the same bliss as with the blues,
Music lets your soul leak out of you and express itself. It returns with a calm and blissfull feeling