Problem of staying next door to a talented pianist
Problem of staying next door to a talented pianist
As I'm typing this text, I'm listening to piano music from the direction of my neighour's apartment. It's so good that I originally thought it's from a CD. I think she's a teenage girl playing.
It's so impressive. And I feel stress already cos if I can hear her play, the opposite will be quite true too.
Man, compared to her playing speed, my speed is slow motion like those 'couples (remember ling ching hsia?) running in the beach in those 70's shows' kind of speed.
Luckily at my age I'm quite thick skinned already. But still feel .....
It's so impressive. And I feel stress already cos if I can hear her play, the opposite will be quite true too.
Man, compared to her playing speed, my speed is slow motion like those 'couples (remember ling ching hsia?) running in the beach in those 70's shows' kind of speed.
Luckily at my age I'm quite thick skinned already. But still feel .....
Haha...I used to live next door to a very talented pianist too. Each time when I practised on the piano and struggling with a particular piece, she would show off by playing the exact piece superbly. It was really really discouraging. She has now gone on to be a famous pianist living and performing somewhere in Europe, while me.....I've given it up, although I did complete up to Grade 8.
My neighbour always thinks the family disturbs us and we always think we disturb them.... but actually we only could hear if we are out at the corridor....otherwise very faint sound. Actually we don't mind listening as our neighbours are also good but I cannot speak for them... bwaaah.
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:!: I agree, downright mean ...markfch wrote:That's quite mean hor. It's psychological bullying.kuzco wrote:Haha...I used to live next door to a very talented pianist too. Each time when I practised on the piano and struggling with a particular piece, she would show off by playing the exact piece superbly. It was really really discouraging.
Sorry, I'm tooting my own horn!
At the height of my musical prowess (cough), someone in the neighbourhood actually rang the doorbell to ask if I was a music teacher and if I could teach her daughter *puffing with pride*.
But the truth was, I used to practice exam pieces only, and frantically too, just before the exams. I always scored well too - (think mainly distinctions). Which goes to show - you can fool all of the people some of the time ... but you can't fool all of the people all the time.
Now, I don't even touch the piano at all!
At the height of my musical prowess (cough), someone in the neighbourhood actually rang the doorbell to ask if I was a music teacher and if I could teach her daughter *puffing with pride*.
But the truth was, I used to practice exam pieces only, and frantically too, just before the exams. I always scored well too - (think mainly distinctions). Which goes to show - you can fool all of the people some of the time ... but you can't fool all of the people all the time.
Now, I don't even touch the piano at all!
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Blobbi,Blobbi wrote:Sorry, I'm tooting my own horn!
At the height of my musical prowess (cough), someone in the neighbourhood actually rang the doorbell to ask if I was a music teacher and if I could teach her daughter *puffing with pride*.
But the truth was, I used to only practice exam pieces only, and frantically too, just before the exams. I always scored well too - (think mainly distinctions). Which goes to show - you can fool all of the people some of the time ... but you can't fool all of the people all the time.
Now, I don't even touch the piano at all!
It's such a waste having achieved such proficiency that you've stopped playing now. Could you transfer all your *skills* to me just like in those Chinese martial arts movies? There are just so many songs that I'll like to play as I age.
Em, you remember how they used to transfer martial arts skills? Images flashing through my mind now, yikes! Plus I got to turn into a man and you, into a woman. Too much trouble, surely .markfch wrote:Blobbi,Blobbi wrote:Sorry, I'm tooting my own horn!
At the height of my musical prowess (cough), someone in the neighbourhood actually rang the doorbell to ask if I was a music teacher and if I could teach her daughter *puffing with pride*.
But the truth was, I used to only practice exam pieces only, and frantically too, just before the exams. I always scored well too - (think mainly distinctions). Which goes to show - you can fool all of the people some of the time ... but you can't fool all of the people all the time.
Now, I don't even touch the piano at all!
It's such a waste having achieved such proficiency that you've stopped playing now. Could you transfer all your *skills* to me just like in those Chinese martial arts movies? There are just so many songs that I'll like to play as I age.
Dunno why, the thought of sitting down at the piano is so alien to me now .
I didn't realise piano sound travelled that far until my neighbours from different floors asked which dd is playingksi wrote:My neighbour always thinks the family disturbs us and we always think we disturb them.... but actually we only could hear if we are out at the corridor....otherwise very faint sound. Actually we don't mind listening as our neighbours are also good but I cannot speak for them... bwaaah.