The piano teaching field is always unpredictable. Making a living out of it is a gamble, a risk. Like any other job, it has its ups and downs. I’ve had some wonderful students in the past but as my piano professors used to remind me—everything has a beginning and an end. No student, no matter how wonderful he or she is, is going to remain with a teacher forever. It’s a little sad when some students drop out for one reason or another; more so if they do so suddenly and I feel they have potential. Sometimes I click with a student, sometimes I don’t. And yes, at times they surprise me with stuff…like this new student who sent me this text. She was just shy and didn’t have a high opinion of herself, so I tried my best to coax her out of it by reassuring her that her piano playing would blossom and improve, given time. Getting this text from her meant a lot to me…at least I’m helping one student along and restoring her dignity to herself—she thought she’d lost it but it was always there, inside her…waiting to emerge.
Yes sir, if that mug shot of me looks familiar, it’s because I run another blog here. I’ve been toying with creating another blog just for chatting about my musical perambulations, specifically my 30 years of piano teaching (don’t yawn, I’ll forgive you if you do, but do bear with me) and also my cocktail piano playing excursions. I’ll delve into a little bit of history about how I ended up in this mess (!) but this sure beats writing about it in a plain old boring diary…I am aiming for world domination (don’t send the Fantastic 4 over yet)
I’d also like to get some formalities out of the way first. Namely:
- These anecdotes, ramblings, thoughts, etc. etc. are entirely my own—no stealing or plagiarizing ok? Or if you really feel the kleptomaniac arising from within yourself, I am partial to Starbucks lattes, Domino’s Pizza, and Burger King whoppers. And anything that has chicken in it.
- Aside from that world domination phase I mentioned earlier, rest assured that I’m not a selfless egocentric #@!$ musician. This is just how I do things in my piano teaching and cocktail playing. Everybody else has his or her own way, so there! Don’t come blaming me if you flare up, twist an ankle, contract warts, or turn into a flesh-devouring zombie after reading my posts. I absolve myself of all blame.
- I welcome and relish comments from you, my faithful followers and readers. But let’s be nice ok? I don’t want this to be like Human Torch and The Thing arguing. If so, I’m gonna retreat into my shell…
- If you feel like guest-posting in my humble blog to speak about anything related to what I say, feel free to drop me a line. Ask and it shall be given (well it depends on my mood sometimes)
- Last but not least if you don’t agree or like what I say in a post, please…please drop me a comment and tell me nicely. I’m not infallible—see the humility I’m displaying right now? Or if it drives your insanity levels up, get some java, rest yourself and visit my other blog. It’s good over there too. Trust me.
- I know I said last but not least above, but I’d like to thank each and every one of you for visiting this humble blog of mine. ‘Tis no easy task writing and creating a new blog (at least not for me) but boy, when the juices flow, it sure is fun! Happy reading!