NODAME CANTABILE! <3
Nonfictional.
So I've been watching Nodame Cantabile for the past few days. I finished Nodame Cantabile Finale yesterday and now I'm watching the live action drama. IT'S WONDERFUL! それは素晴らしいです！I can't help but fall in love with classical music. I mean, I've been in love with it since the first time I heard Beethoven's Piano Sonata No. 8 (Pathetique) when I was in elementary school.
My older sister had piano lessons before but she never liked it. She'd send the teacher away whenever she didn't feel like having her lessons. The teacher always visited on Friday afternoons and she'd talk to me sometimes. I watch TV in the den where she used to wait so having little conversations with her was inevitable. That, and she was also an English teacher in our elementary school. She was an amazing teacher, both in English and piano. Unfortunately, my sister detested the idea of having piano lessons so she stopped. There was a time though, when my sister was lazy and refused to come down for lessons, that the teacher taught me a lesson. I can't remember what it was but I remember that Friday afternoon because it was raining. It was the first time I learned how to play something on the piano and I fell in love with the instrument. After that, I never learned from her again.
I can't remember the song that I played that day. Even before that, my mom was trying to teach me how to play the piano. She used to have lessons back when she was a kid but she hated reading notes so she "widowed" her music. Her ears are good and her sense of musicality is amusing. She'd accompany me whenever I sang. I miss those days a lot.
What to say? I can't read notes actually. So when I play the piano, I either watch someone play and memorize it instantly or "widow" it, just like how my mom does it. It's not something I can be proud of but I'm looking forward to when I can get the chance to make my own music.
Oh! There was also this one time when I played a recorder and my sisters found it odd that I learned so fast. My older sister (the one who didn't continue her piano lessons), "conducted" me and boasted to her friends that I was a "musical genius" or something. Even to our parents! It was crazy. I love music but being called a "musical genius" was too much. It made me happy for a time though it was a trivial thought.
Violin. I want to learn how to play the violin. Watching Nodame Cantabile, I fell in love with the violin. Before school ended, a time right before final exams, my friend brought his violin to school. I borrowed it and asked him to teach me the basics. After the first try, I got it down pat and he told me, "Wow. It took me a week before I mastered the basics but you.. It's your first time yet you perfected it. It's like playing the violin is only natural for you." At the time, I didn't pay much mind to it but it lingered in my head for quite awhile. So I asked my mom to buy me a violin this weekend and see how everything goes.
Wish me luck!