"My older brother and myself always played together in bands, but we never knew we would be professional musicians"
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There is a quiet deflation in Marsalis's line that makes it land: the world-class virtuoso rewinds the myth of destiny back to something almost stubbornly ordinary. Two brothers playing in bands isn’t a “calling,” it’s a habit, a neighborhood ecosystem, a family rhythm. By insisting “we never knew,” he punctures the comforting narrative that greatness arrives with a spotlight already attached. Talent, here, is less prophecy than proximity: shared time, shared rehearsal, shared mistakes.
The phrasing also does strategic work. “My older brother and myself” (a slightly formal, almost self-correcting construction) signals respect and lineage; it’s not just sibling nostalgia, it’s an acknowledgment of apprenticeship. Marsalis grew up in New Orleans, where music isn’t an extracurricular so much as civic infrastructure. In that setting, playing together can feel like breathing: constant, communal, not automatically monetized. The jump from “played together” to “professional musicians” isn’t inevitable; it’s a threshold crossed later, shaped by opportunity, institutions, and a market that decides which forms of musicianship get to count as careers.
Subtextually, Marsalis is making an argument about art as work. Professionalism isn’t a badge of purity; it’s a category imposed after the fact, often by gatekeepers. The line carries humility, yes, but also a kind of warning: don’t confuse the joy and discipline of making music with the industry’s permission slip. The brothers were already musicians. The “professional” part was the surprise.
The phrasing also does strategic work. “My older brother and myself” (a slightly formal, almost self-correcting construction) signals respect and lineage; it’s not just sibling nostalgia, it’s an acknowledgment of apprenticeship. Marsalis grew up in New Orleans, where music isn’t an extracurricular so much as civic infrastructure. In that setting, playing together can feel like breathing: constant, communal, not automatically monetized. The jump from “played together” to “professional musicians” isn’t inevitable; it’s a threshold crossed later, shaped by opportunity, institutions, and a market that decides which forms of musicianship get to count as careers.
Subtextually, Marsalis is making an argument about art as work. Professionalism isn’t a badge of purity; it’s a category imposed after the fact, often by gatekeepers. The line carries humility, yes, but also a kind of warning: don’t confuse the joy and discipline of making music with the industry’s permission slip. The brothers were already musicians. The “professional” part was the surprise.
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