Something about learning the keys has got me all jazzed up. It's been gnawing at me for enough weeks now that I am forced to put a new keyboard on my wishlist.
Music does things for the psyche. It's a dialect without borders, and friend without conditions.
Every soulful jingle and blues based movie dances on my whimsy and I can not shake the desire to train on the piano.
But, will I have the patience to be great? Will the reality of daily study zap the pizazz from my interests? How do you know when to dive and when to find content in watching from the sidelines?