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2005年 12月 03日
These days Dan practices playing guitar a lot. He finds times like after coming back home before dinner, before going to bed, weekends... such short times, but I can say that he is improving A LOT!
He just started last spring, but lately he plays anything I ask him to play...."Wake me up when septemper ends", "Kiss me", "Slide", which surprises & impresses me.(*^^*)
As for music, I used to love playing as well as listening to it. (だった－－－過去 形 ^^;) I had been taking Electone lesson for 15 years before I came here. In those days, I should say I practiced it because of my instructor more than because I liked it.
How can I describe my instructor....
...she was the most scary person I've ever met in my life, she was VERY strict and enthusiastic, and more than anything, she loves music and she has amazing talent, which was pretty famous in our region.
She made me cry, I can't count how many times...probably more than 100 times! The scareness is not ordianary. For the few months before a competition, she gather all students together and makes us practice all day.
While I played, she sat with her eyes closed in the back of the room. （この光景がまた怖い）I told myself " Oh, I played the wrong note," but at that moment it was too late to regret... her pen case flew at me!! She would kick my chair if I didn't play "as though I were peeling a banana（バナナの皮をむくようなタッチ）"... ?!
"Play the note with your whole heart and body, channelled through your fingertips!" I guess somebody nearby would think I was dancing, not playing! （あなた、弾いてる？もしくは、踊ってる？？？） But even then, she wasn't satisfied.
Now that I think about it, it would have been pretty difficult for younger me. Especially, I had realized that I didn't have such a talent, maybe there was so much of a gap between what I could do and her ideal...^^;
It was like a basic idea that you can't win the prize without composing or arranging your piece. The night before the lesson(魔の月曜日), I would almost cry, and write the piece... listening to the original piece 'til the cassette wore out.
I said "I'm gonna quit!" again and again, but my mom didn't let me quit. (Mom was a music teacher in primary school, so I guess she had a strong feeling about it). She said "Tomomi, practice electone!" more often than "Study"... she said, "it is easy and anytime you can quit, but don't make vain what you have achieved".
Just before I went on stage in a competition, she always came to see me in the back with a hot towel to warm my hands, which were trembling with tension and excitement... I feel so nostalgic anytime I remember it.
Now that I realize that I became to love music like this thanks to my mom and the great instructor.
Lately I haven't touch the keybord since the last project of my Music Theory class. Now I feel like playing again...
...so that someday, I can play one of my favorite piece "Prelude" by Reiko Kashiwagi from my last competition 5 years ago(^^)
By the way, this is the EL-90 which is what I have. It's waiting for me back in Japan covered in dust（悲）。