...and lots more left ahead in this new year.
Tomorrow will be a work day, of course. Today should have been, but I puttered around, went for a walk, puttered around some more and suddenly the day was over, more or less.
I don't feel too bad about that.
I dug out some old music books my teacher gave me several years ago. Back then, I had no way to use them. He must have known the day would come, and I'm sorry he's not here to help me get through the rough early days.
The books are somewhat difficult for me, because they make the assumption -- as all but instructions for absolute beginners do -- that the user already has some piano skills.
Nonetheless, they contain the things I will need to know and do before I can progress very far. These books are mainly for jazz players, which is good; I love jazz, and playing it well is often more demanding than dealing with other popular music forms.
Classical music? I think not. If I every get my chops up sufficiently, I'm sure I'll learn a few such tunes in case anyone wants to hear them.
But the most difficult part of all, which I have never seen taught in books, comes after all the chord/scale/key change exercises: making the transition from pushing keys to putting some genuine feeling into the music. I know from past -- many years ago -- playing that getting the music to "sing" is an art few really master.
This is also a different approach than I took when first learning music. I played largely by ear, and never made the transition from one- to two-staff music reading. Now I feel the need to fill out my knowledge.
Of course I'll be lucky if I can set aside an hour a day for this work. There is much that needs to be done, and this is only a sideline. The one I care the most about, for sure, but still something that must be confined to those "extra" hours.
Tomorrow: writing. And, if I'm lucky, receipt of checks I've been expecting for a long time.
That would make a dandy start to the new year!
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