The piano sounds tinny and is in desperate need of tuning, but I play it anyway. I didn’t for a long time. I didn’t do a lot of things for a while. But I never stopped singing with my favorite bands on CD and letting music help me along.
The musician parts of me have been silent, though. I’ve been reclaiming them, one by one: first, singing with others in a community choir; then playing instruments in that choir; and now, again sitting on the bench in front of the black and white keys, playing the music from my childhood until I’m ready to tackle the songs I never learned.
It’s nice to hear Beethoven, not through my computer speakers, but through the tips of my fingers. As I reawaken my dormant knowledge, even with a clunky note here and there, it sounds lovely. And it’s coming from me.
The Sunday Song this week is another I used to play all the time when I was young. It’s a simple yet beautiful melody. The version below is quicker and smoother than mine right now, but it’s all coming back to me, more quickly than I thought it would. In the meantime, as I continue to practice, I’ll listen to this, then reenact it on the upright downstairs.
To rediscovering my old friend — playing music, and to catching up like almost no time has gone by.
What is Sunday Song? Well, I’m a musical gal, from taking piano and drum lessons as a kid to my current stint in a community choir. Listening to music is for me what going to church is for some, so I celebrate with Sunday Song. Each week, I post a song that’s been my earworm for the week or something that reflects what’s happening in my world along with a wee story why. (Feel free to join in by posting in the comments — thoughts about my video/what it means to you, a video you’re enjoying this week, etc.)