After playing piano for twelve years, there comes a point where you are able to just sit down and work on a new song with ease. Then, there are those other times were you want to throw your piano out the window because the song you’re working on has five key changes on every page. During my practice sessions, there are usually a few reoccurring thoughts that run through my head, and sometimes come out of my mouth as I mutter angrily as my dog looks at me like I’m crazy.
And what better way to illustrate these thoughts than with Hamilton? 🙂
“Aw, this looks easy!”
It’s probably in the Key of C at the beginning. False hope. It’s always false hope.
My hands are small; octaves are hard.
“Oh right, there’s three flats.”
Everything now and then, you forget, especially after you’ve already changed keys twice.
“YEAH I GOT THIS!”
When I get the first page down of an eleven page song.
“I’M THE WORST MUSICIAN EVER!”
When I can’t get the fourth page down of an eleven page song.
“Why am I even doing this?”
When the music is no longer pretty.
“Well, I guess it isn’t that bad.”
When someone says what I’m playing sounds nice.
When I finally finish a song.
Sometimes practicing can be a real pain, but it pays off in the end 🙂
Until Next Time,