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February 10, 2010
When I was twelve or thirteen, I was consistently annoyed with my piano teacher because she made everyone play Chopin all the time. I wanted to play Bach, but no, it was Chopin Chopin Chopin. She looooved Chopin. One day, she told me that I was just too young to get it. She said I had to grow up and fall in love and have my heart broken and come out on the other side, and then I would appreciate Chopin.
Now that I've started playing again, fifteen years later, I realize that she was completely right.
(But I still prefer Bach.)
February 05, 2010
I ordered a digital piano (and found exactly what I wanted on sale, even!) at the beginning of the week, and UPS says it will arrive today. I am beyond excited. I'll take a picture to properly introduce you as soon as I get it set up. And it will need a name, of course . . . hmmm . . .
Lunchtime Update: UPS still says it is scheduled to arrive today, but while the stand says it is "Out for Delivery," the keyboard itself (different tracking number) does not. Bah.
February 01, 2010
Time for a new/old hobby
At my parents' house the other night, I played the piano for a few minutes, and it was the most relaxing thing I've done in recent memory. I took lessons from about age six to fourteen, but I hadn't really played in years. From age ten to seventeen or so, the violin was my main instrument, and I was pretty serious about it for a while. I still play sometimes, but I discovered that, for whatever reason, I get more out of playing the piano at this point. I don't know if it's because I started it earlier, or was never quite as serious about it, or maybe because the piano just works better as a primarily solitary instrument. It's also much easier to just sit down and play for a few minutes - getting out the violin and bow and tuning and everything is much more of a process.
I was going to say that it seems like piano playing might be one of those "like riding a bike" things, but honestly, I've always found it much easier to play the piano than it was to ride a bike. In any event, I did better than I'd expected; I found the sheet music for a Bach piece I'd played years ago, and I certainly didn't do a good job of it, but I managed and I think it was even recognizable. And it was just so much fun. When I got home last night, I pulled out all my old sheet music, and - well, for one thing, it's certainly an interesting mix that I might have to write about at some point. For the moment, it's all sitting on my kitchen table, and it's so nice to have it out, especially my beloved Bach . . .
All of which is to say: I think I'm going to finally do what I've been talking about doing for years and buy a digital piano. (More affordable and easier to handle than a real piano.) And I'm determined to get into the habit of playing regularly. I'll let you know how it goes.