I’ve been playing classical music since first grade and for the first eight years I hated it.
My mother, who was usually not a particularly strict parent, put her foot down when it came to music. She loves the arts and has always regretted the fact that her mother let her quit piano when she was a child. For years she tried to pick it back up, but childhood is the best time to learn any language.
When I got to college I finally started liking my piano lessons. I continued to take lessons and even had a piano performance minor which culminated in a half an hour recital when I was a senior. Unfortunately, that is probably the peek of my classical music career.
Since moving to Boston a year and a half ago I’ve been living without a piano and my musical energy has instead been channeled into my guitar. For a while I didn’t notice, apart from the steady deterioration of the pieces that I memorized for my recital. It wasn’t until a fateful night during the fall when my friend posted a video by the Piano Guys on my timeline that my urge for classical music was reawakened.
Since I was introduced to the Piano Guys, I have played them for three sides of my irregular family, bought their CD and gave it as a Christmas present with one of the main intentions beings my ability to put it on my computer, and added at least a hundred new views to every one of their songs.
Not only does their music amaze me, but as a community artist I am blown away by what they have managed to create. Young children listening to incredible classical musicians because they’re playing pop songs. Old people listening to pop songs and watching Youtube because of the talents of the same classical musicians. The marketing, the transparency, the high quality videos that accompany the high quality music, no wonder I’ve been listening to little else these past few months.
I even brought a piano book back from my mother’s house over Christmas in order to learn a new piece on the piano at my graduate school. It’s never too late.