So it’s been about a week since I got my new (old) electric piano and so far, I’ve been playing it a lot and I think I’m improving quite quickly based on the fact that I haven’t played in almost a decade. My mom says I shouldn’t praise myself too much. She thinks praising oneself is bad but who cares. Sometimes, a little praise can go a long way.
I guess what they say it’s true though. “It’s just like getting back onto a bicycle.” I got my old piano book back from my friend last weekend and so far, although my fingers are still not as flexible as they should be, I can already play one of my three favorite songs from the book.
Here is me playing the song: Greensleeves. It is one of my favorites and one of four songs that I used to play a lot. The other three are Auld Lang Syne, Scarborough Fair, and Canon in D. Now that I’ve started playing again, I couldn’t stop humming those songs. It’s crazy!
It took me many tries before I got it down perfect, by the way. Every time, it was either a single note or a single chord that messed up the entire recording. I curse my bad memory and lack of confident fingers. It’s beginning to feel calming once again and I hope that by playing the piano, it will help ease my anxiety and at the same time, spark and flourish my imagination and creativity.