right. so last saturday my family and i went down to my aunt's piano shop to try out new pianos. it was pretty empty at that time, so i felt pretty okay that no one would be there to judge my unapt piano skills.
then there was this dude who kept playing and playing great music on a piano at the corner. i was really impressed AND stressed like fuck. like, i was going to try out some keys and this guy's here playing masterpieces?
so i started out small. played some chords here and there, then a little scales when i felt slightly braver. this was when the guy was told to stop playing to let me concentrate on hearing those damned notes. and then i realised that he was an employee.
oh my goodness THE SILENCE ALMOST KILLED ME. right after he stopped playing everyone turned to me and waited. THEY WAITED. and I WAITED for them to stop waiting and go about doing their own businesses--that was when i realised they had nothing else to do except wait for me to try out those keys. fuck.
i played the beginning of a piece and stopped at that. started to discuss the quality of the notes and that was when i heard the same piece playing. from piano shop employee man. THAT SAME FUCKING PIECE. and being the expert piano player that he is, he had to do it a zillion times better than i did (i stopped going for lessons after my exam in Grade 2 and started to learn pieces by myself, you see. excuses. cough.).
ignoring him, i went on to another piano to try out another piece. to zanarkand i think, and that was when it happened again. this time round with variations. now did you have to, really? honestly? my eyes were popping out of my brains already. i exclaimed a loud, "WHAAAAAAAAAAT AGAIN?" but it didn't stop. my eyes were popping out of my brain already.
what a bloody show off.
i then decided on my piano (as in, MY current piano. i still love my yamaha) and hastily left the shop with my family (dude was still playing).
and then the song stopped and changed to another song. fff-k. you can play the songs that i played? well good for you. play it right after i did? well fuck you. i hope you remain as a piano shop employee forever.
imma get to bed now, i'm starting to feel a little feverish after studying, exams are next week (which might explain the vulgarities a little, pardon me. i certainly do hope none of my older relatives are reading this). my body fails me. :/
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