Saturday, February 26, 2011

I Play Music, Music Plays Me


My life as a person is mostly surrounded by music. I was born into a family with a refined taste for music. My grandfather played the piano. My father is a musician. He can play different kinds of instruments and he does set his limits until there. Up to now he is learning how to play other instruments. My mom is also a good singer. Aside from singing, she can also dance. My younger sisters can also play music. They can play different instruments but right now they specialize on the piano.


I on the other hand can also play different instruments. I have been playing the piano for ten years now and so yes, that makes the piano my field of expertise. Although I am now trying to learn how to play those new trendy and fad songs, I specialize on the classical pieces. I started to play the piano when I was six years old. I was under the tutelage of the great Ms. Maxelende Ganade. Until now, she is still my piano teacher.

It is a a great joy to listen to music. There are even times when you just can't hold back your tears when you hear a very good sentimental melody. How much greater joy and honor is it then to be able to play that beautiful music! 

Music for me is a portal to a dimension of emotions. Sometimes when I'm angry, my only way of releasing my anger is to play the piano. When I'm happy I also play the piano. Then when I'm sad I also play the piano almost like endlessly. When I play, I feel like the notes are flowing into my fingers and even if I close my eyes my fingers know just where to hit the right keys. I used to think that  people are just so weird and strange when they play their instruments with so much feeling that their faces looked like they were about to cry or get angry or whatever expressions they get on their faces. But now I understand how it is to be on their shoes.

I once heard from somewhere that to be able to play the piano well you first have to play by the basics but when you have learned the rules, you play from your heart. Sometimes it feels like I am no longer playing the piano, instead it is the piano that plays me. But whatever occasion I play the instrument, I have a unique exchange of connection with my piano wherein there are times that I play it and it plays me.