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Common App Essay - Andrew Miglino
Common App Essay - Andrew Miglino
possessions were loaded into garbage bags and burried deep in the attic. All but one
thing: my electric guitar. Alone, I pick up my Epiphone Les Paul and start to play. I refer
to this moment as my “click”; the day music became an essential part of my life.
At the age of seven, I began weekly guitar lessons; however, it’s not like I had a choice.
Hating every second of it, my parents “encouraged” me to practice thirty minutes a day
and perform at my music studio’s yearly recital. As I went through the motions of each
lesson, I learned the basics of playing guitar, but without a care for the instrument.
Neither of my parents were musically inclined, but car rides were engulfed with Led
Zeppelin, Foo Fighters, Pearl Jam, and Rush. Once I had my “click,” I started listening
to more music, practicing theory and technique, and learning as many riffs as I could.
Soon enough, my desire to collaborate with other artists grew. I searched for other
that provides private lessons on guitar, bass, drums, and vocals, along with various
bands to join, each playing a different genre of music. For the next two years, I learned
the responsibility of playing with a band, and later joined the elite group called “Street
Team. With connections from School of Rock, I started my own band called Just Add
Water, where we played a multitude of shows all over Long Island. Over those two
years, my playing improved significantly, and my life was forever changed because I
much as I adore jamming out on stage to Rush and Led Zeppelin, often I find that
fulfilling. As extensive as that playlist may seem, each track has a dear place in my
heart. I have so many memories in my life where a specific song from that playlist made
Although there are many examples of this, my favorite is when my friends and I went to
Jones Beach to watch the sunrise to conclude our senior summer. As we sat lined up in
our beach chairs, gazing into the horizon with our minds twisted on the fact that
summer’s already over, “Creep” by Radiohead played in the background. For me, it's
jaw-dropping at how it’s such a depressing song, but at the same time it manages to be
uplifting. I believe that very moment would be incomplete without Thom Yorke’s
I reflect on my punishment quite often. I refuse to believe that I fell in love with music
just because I needed something to do. If my “click” didn’t happen then it would have
happened later in my life. It’s music that makes cruising down the highway spectacular.
It’s music that energizes me to run like the wind at every cross country meet. It’s music
that fuels me with the drive to perform my heart out at Amityville Music Hall, jump till my
legs fall off, and headbang until I get whiplash. Whether I’m on stage playing guitar, or
casually listening to the radio, music has always been an important part of my life, and I