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I love playing music, and I really, really love jazz and blues. At one point, though, I must admit to where it all came from.

I think I can trace it back to when I was 15 (wow that was 12 years ago… how time flies!). Let’s just say I met a girl named Roslyn and I was head-over-heels for her (hey, I was 15, too young and stupid to understand, so don’t start laughing and please continue reading *grin*). She was a talented young musician, and I, a 7+-year piano student drop-out back then (and hated every minute that I had to spend practicing piano), suddenly became so motivated to learn music. Well, the first motivation wore off, and I started falling in love with the music itself. I started with the drums in 1997 and moved on to guitar in 1999, before finally picking up a saxophone in 2003, and somewhat returning to the 88-key in 2007.

Well, she never really entered my life and I don’t think I’ve ever impressed her that much (though I remember her giving me a very big hug on my last day in Australia), but the skills I managed to pick up since then has fortunately stayed and flourished, and in 2007, it finally found a place to be heard in the wild, if only a little bit of audience at a local church.

She gave me a big reboot that I never thought I could accomplish. So in a way she is kind of my angel, an angel sent by God to give me an ability to convey the beauty His creations in a series of musical notes (and possibly and hopefully may inspire other people). Equally wonderful indeed. So here’s a note to Roslyn, with love (not the stupid and silly kind). (I wonder what her reaction is if she ever gets to read this note…)