A blog about learning to play the piano...

I always said that if I ever had a piano, I would take lessons. So here we go...

'You are having good luck right now,' Chan said. 'Good luck is good. But that's all it is, you dig? Not any kind of substitute for doing what you have to do.'

—Michael Chabon, Telegraph Avenue (via stevenluce)

I am better than I was.
I will be better than I am.

—(140/365) by (DS)

(via oiseaur0uge)

  • aural skills professor: sight-singing as a class is like the x-files, guys. trust no-one.
  • guy to my left: the pitch is out there
  • me: i want to believe
Yoda Kitty.
(Hate this, she does.)

Yoda Kitty.

(Hate this, she does.)

Musical training is a more potent instrument than any other, because rhythm and harmony find their way into the inward places of the soul, on which they mightily fasten, imparting grace, and making the soul of him who is rightly educated graceful, or of him who is ill-educated ungraceful.

Lesson 57: The Road goes ever on and on…

Well, as the title implies, this week was more of the same. My hard work is paying off, albeit slowly. My teacher does not seem impatient or disappointed, so I continue apace. 

It’s a trick, I think, to be at peace with imperfection in my lessons, and I think it’s because to most minds, that sort of serenity belies complacency. And we are all trained to be happy with nothing less than perfection, or that in the face of imperfection, we should give up. It cannot be that way with something with as long a learning curve as piano. It’s taken me this long to figure that out. I’m not happy with where I am. I’m happy that I’m moving. And I’m moving faster than I was six months ago.

In other news, I’ve reached 200 followers! Yay! Welcome new people, and thank you all as always for following. Makes this self-induced life-sentence more bearable.

And now… I go to eat the dinner of all true adults. Pie!