My "routine" lifestyle seems to have settled, once again.
Uni, work, piano lessons...
It's all really good for me, actually. I need routine. It helps me focus and set myself on steadily working towards a goal.
Anyway, I have chosen to learn a Spanish piece by Manuel del Falla called, Danza del Terror: The Dance of Terror. It's very different to anything else I have learnt before, and it's all very exciting. I definitely need to work on my timing and feeling that syncopated rhythm (grace notes, triplets...).
I'm hoping that I will get a chance to perform this year. I use to be so anxious at the prospect of performance, however, now I realize that it is so vital to understanding the purpose of music, in a sense. The performance strips away feeling that playing music is encompassed by the pedantic remembering of notes and, the strict adherence to dynamic. The audience are the ones who write the music. They conduct the performance. I can play the same song ten times for ten different audiences, and I'm sure that it will feel different every time.
Another exciting prospect is that I will be properly learning my first Chopin song. It's a slow Waltz and it sounds very pretty: a lovely melody. I have decided that I do not want to play a popular song this time round. Nothing Andrew Lloyd Webber, even though this pains me deeply. I have an impinging feeling that I need to expand my musical horizons, and build up some knowledge in other genres of music. There is so much out there, and so little time to learn all of it.
Hopefully I will love these songs as much as I have loved the songs I played for sixth grade. I still feel bad that I haven't learnt La Coucou yet. It's such a lovely song: so much movement. Maybe I should just whip it out whenever I'm bored.
I should be getting back to my readings now... I always forget how dense readings are. They always get the better of me.
Happy reading to me...
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This one here (above) is not a Vera Wang gown. I just think it looks very pretty :)
