*amazed*
I just spent 3.5 hours in a practice room in Thatcher. I NEVER do that, even at home, but then again, I haven't felt this excited about playing in a very very very long time. Yay for Rachmaninoff!After trying to figure out yet another Rach prelude (not only does he write music for people with big hands, the music that IS written is so condensed it's difficult for even me to decipher), I decided to give an old Beethoven sonata another go. I hadn't played it in at least a year, and I almost forgot how it went. But my hands didn't. There were times were I was staring, literally bewildered, at my fingers as they went along without any help from my mind. Muscle memory is indeed amazing.
And why is something always better after you've left it for a really really long time, and then go back to it? At least this bodes well for my anticipated self-recording session - I promised Wei, my mentor at the neurobiology lab at Rutgers, that I would send her a tape of my piano playing because she really liked it. (What's with people thinking I'm good at piano? I really could be a lot better..) I'm more than a year overdue. Eep.
posted by sugarfiend @ 11:46 PM
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