Let’s bring back the music

It started around Christmastime last year. I was in Melbourne with my folks. The city was live with buskers. They ranged from “typical” musicians playing their electric pianos and guitars, to a man busting out holiday tunes on beer bottles. The experience of listening to beautiful music live (including the joy of the beer bottle man) made me want to get back into playing the piano.

One of my regrets is that I quit taking lessons when I did, a newly minted teenager who no longer wanted to spend time practicing classical music pieces. But no sense crying over spilled milk. At least I can still read notes and now I can buy sheet music of songs I like.

Hoewver, I’d love to go back to my old pieces (yes, even though it was all classical music), but my parents have sold my piano and everything that was attached to it. Funnily enough, I’d like to go through exercises now to get my fingers and my mind back in shape — the same exercises I used to find boring as a child.

Today, I sat down at the piano, after ignoring it for most of the year. There are still some of pieces I can play from muscle memory, strangely — like the first part of Fur Elise and Carmen. I popped out my music folders and OMG but how depressing was all the sheet music I bought a few years ago?! Beautiful, yes, but pretty sad. Songs like The Fray’s Over My Head (Cable Car), Matchbox Twenty’s 3 AM, and Coldplay’s Fix You. I even rediscovered this amazing song I was obsessed with a few 8 (has it been that long?) years ago:

Missy Higgins – The Special Two

But it feels really weird playing the songs — or at the very least, putting in the effort to play them — if I no longer relate to them as much as I did years ago.

Anyway, I felt re-energised after a short stint on my piano today. I’m adding practicing regularly to my half-year resolution list. But first, I need to find new, happier music to play. 😛

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