If you like to listen to music while you write, this one is BEAUTIFUL. It's all piano and no words, and since I didn't really know what else to post today, I thought I'd share it.
I press my fingers into the wood, reviewing the notes, waiting for the moment. The moment the piano will cue me in.
It starts before I'm ready, but then, it always does. My bow falls lightly to the string.
A soft, milky sound echoes through the cavernous living room, reverberating off the glass chandelier. Gentle whispers of previous notes fill the pauses. Like ghosts.
Ahem. Er, let's just skip the cheesy details and get on with this, shall we?
Anyway, I had an informal violin concert last Friday night at my grandparents house! I haven't played at a concert for a year or two now, so it really did me good.
I won't deny it. I was nervous.
Unlike in skating, getting nervous while playing violin has bad effects on me. Like, my hands shake a little. And a little would normally be okay, but, seeing that my hands need to be precisely on the right note to play it right... well... it doesn't sound as good.
Anyway, enough talk. My mom videoed the concert and I decided to share it with you. I play it a little too fast, and I hit some wrong notes, but overall, I think I did pretty well under the circumstances.
(Excuse my grandma for saying "let's do a retake" at the end please...) So here's me playing:
And, I think you guys have the right to hear it the way it's supposed to be played, so in case you have enough time, here's Sarah Chang playing it:
P.S. I think I'm going to start posting poetry only one day a week... Tuesday is good for now because I've got violin lesson, but I think I'm going to stop posting poetry on Thursday and just write a 'normal' post.
