So I've decided to return the violin. I can't play it anymore. My fingers simply can't do it. When I was 8, I had the drive to learn it and to do it. Not anymore. It's not something I can just practice whenever I want when I get my job and I just don't want to. I thought I would remember some of what I had forgotten. All I can remember is one string and bits and pieces of the others.
My mom always told me that playing music is like riding a bike, once you learn you never forget. Bullshit. I can't remember shit about it and now that I've started playing, I know I can't do it. Or maybe, I just don't want to do it. I don't feel that it's worth my time any more to sit there and try it when I'm not getting any better. It's been almost a month and I'm not getting anywhere with practicing. I sit at my music stand for about 3-4 hours and I don't get any better, just frustrated.
So Monday morning, it's going straight back to the music store.
My mom always told me that playing music is like riding a bike, once you learn you never forget. Bullshit. I can't remember shit about it and now that I've started playing, I know I can't do it. Or maybe, I just don't want to do it. I don't feel that it's worth my time any more to sit there and try it when I'm not getting any better. It's been almost a month and I'm not getting anywhere with practicing. I sit at my music stand for about 3-4 hours and I don't get any better, just frustrated.
So Monday morning, it's going straight back to the music store.