Yeah, that's right, the date on the music is April 3, 1982, when I was in high school. I've recently been practicing in the mornings after the kids have gone to school and before I'm due at the office, and I've pulled out some of my old music books to tackle. It feel really good to play, and in some ways I'm a much better musician than I ever was in high school and college. And yet my technique is rusty -- there's no way I'm going to be able to get back to where I was when I played 4 or 5 hours every day. That's okay, though, it's still fun to play and frustrating not to be better, just like it was all those years ago.
Yeah, that's right, the date on the music is April 3, 1982, when I was in high school. I've recently been practicing in the mornings after the kids have gone to school and before I'm due at the office, and I've pulled out some of my old music books to tackle. It feel really good to play, and in some ways I'm a much better musician than I ever was in high school and college. And yet my technique is rusty -- there's no way I'm going to be able to get back to where I was when I played 4 or 5 hours every day. That's okay, though, it's still fun to play and frustrating not to be better, just like it was all those years ago.
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