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Seeds of Change


Shelly Liu

Music Composer | Social Media Manager

Shelly Liu

As a classically trained musician, I oftentimes like to think how music truly is a universal language that can connect individuals together. Music has no language, at least in the classical world. Sure, songs have their own language and cultural roots implanted that are specific to each genre, but more often, people listen to the underlying details of the song, like the melody and beat. If we, as humans, can peel off the outer layer of a song to admire its true beauty, why can’t
we do the same for appearances?


I discovered my love of music at an early age, playing both the piano and violin. I went on to pursue my Bachelor of Arts in Music Technology with a business minor at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign.

Towards the end of my academic career, I came to fruition that I yearned for more knowledge in the field of audio and technology. Thus, I continued to take my education to the next level by obtaining my Master of Arts in Sound Arts & Industries at Northwestern University.

In addition to my musical expertise, my knowledge expands across various marketing experiences, such as social media and creative strategy. I hope to continue to combine both my passion of the arts and media and transform it into something impactful, bringing positivity to people’s daily life.

In the meantime, as a music composer, I enjoy the opportunity to reach deep into people’s
emotional conscience through the use of various styles and texture within my compositions.

For those of us who are fortunate enough to be blessed with ears and the ability to listen, please
understand that music was given to us as a gift. Music heals our soul from sadness, excites us
from happiness, and soothes us from chaos. Let us all continue to appreciate music for what it is,
regardless of its origin.


My Experience With Racism

As a first generation Asian-American, growing up in a predominantly white neighborhood and school, I was internally challenged on who I really was. I may have looked Asian, but I dressed, ate, and spoke like an American.

The self-battle of finding my true colors and sustaining my Asian cultural roots was difficult, especially since I was away from “my people”.  

The older I get, I have surrounded myself with similar people with similar situations, but I’ve learned to accept my life the way it was given to me. If anything, learning to appreciate the diversity and experiences from a young age has enabled me to become more open-minded.


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