I've had two great triumphs in the past two weeks. The first was that 5K, and the second was, for the first time in my life, putting in 20 hours of personal practice time in one week. That's more than I've practiced in the last three years combined, if you catch my drift. My cool, refreshing drift.I want so much to give a great first recital. It's scheduled now: 4:00pm in the Maeser Auditorium at BYU, July 25th. Please come!
In music, it's so easy to feel like it will never be good enough--it just can never be good enough. No matter how good you are at your instrument, there is no peak of perfection, no point where you have reached the pinnacle of expertise. It can always be better. You can always take lessons from someone who knows more, who has different insights. There is no such thing as perfect technique or musicality. It's like developing your personal character--the perfect "you" won't exist in this life, but that's not to say there's no point in improving.
I'm not saying I feel discouraged by my progress; in fact, I feel so motivated to practice even more. I think I made a lot of progress in this one week. For example, for my entire bass-playing career, I've collapsed my index finger when playing in thumb position. And on Saturday, I worked that out, and it's making a huge difference in my left hand position, accuracy, and vibrato. I know. Phenomenal. So cool. And refreshing.
I just don't want to think about air conditioning right now. "This AC sucks for me."
And . . . that is such a good slogan.
Wow.
I think I'm on to something.
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