Charlie Sneller

As I learned to crawl, the three pedals underneath the upright piano became my close friends. The slight, but audible harmonic sound that the strings made when the pedals were pushed down and release intrigued me. By the age of two, I had already ventured onto the piano bench and began creating distinguishable melodies (according to my mother). That paid off later in kindergarten. The teacher noticed that I enjoyed playing the piano and invited me to accompany the class for music time. Not much of a paying gig, but it kept me out of trouble.