I play piano, and its actually a weird relationship that me and the piano have had.
Started out at the age of 6 when my parents wanted me to take up an instrument. I didn’t want to but they forced me into it.
For the next 8 years of my life, I went through intensive classical piano training by a VERY strict chinese piano teacher. She would hit if you got notes wrong, yell and scold very sternly constantly. I was always scared and was forced to practice countless hours. I was constantly being shoved around to recitals and shows. And I hated it, but my parents wanted me to keep at it.
I hated piano, I really did, and I hated the songs that the teacher made me play. I never learned a single song that I actually WANTED to learn, it was all these fancy classical pieces and nothing else. Not even allowed to experiment or try something.
After 8 years, I had it, I quit, I didn’t care how upset my parents or teacher would be, I just couldn’t do it anymore.
I refused to go near the piano, and my parents ended up giving it away.
Fastforward to about a year and 1/2 ago.
I hadn’t played piano for years, I was just done with it. But I came across a youtube video of a guy playing one of my favorite trance songs (Im huge into trance, its a big part of my life), and in related videos, there was a tutorial for how to play the song. I had no piano so I passed it by, but as I kept looking through youtube and seeing people do covers of songs I always really enjoyed, I thought, ugh, I kinda wish I had a piano again.
So I ended up buying a keyboard (with actual piano feel, I hate those plastic clacky key keyboards) and had a new approach to it. I found that after years of being away from the piano, my fingers werent as flowy as they were before, and I had totally forgotten how to read music, I knew it so well and now I look at a music sheet and think (the hay is this?), but I had hope, I have a good ear and hearing individual notes within complex chords and whatever else seemed to come easily for me. I started playing again without any sheet music, nothing, just me, listening to songs I liked, and doing it on the keys. And soon, I started creating my own stuff and actually ENJOYING playing.
Its weird when I think back, but it makes sense. When forced into it, forced to play only what the teacher wanted to hear, no freedom whatsoever, I hated it. But when I found my interest in playing what I WANTED to play, free from rules and limitations and restrictions, thats where I found my genuine love for the instrument again. And thats how it should be. I believe an instrument is an extension of the creativity of your mind, and when you try to put all these rules and restrictions and technical jabber into it, it takes away from what it should be. I may get stuck up remarks from my classically trained friends now who keep trying to say I have no form, I dont know whatever that technical term or whatever is, or I don’t know the difference between whatever fancy name arrangement and the next is, but whatever, buck that. I enjoy what I do, I like what I hear, and I don’t play for peoples approval although its nice. Its what I want to do, and what my mind lets into the light.
Just sayin, if you find yourselves in these situations where you are learning to play only what a teacher is trying tell you, and being bombarded with all this fancy jargon. Buck it. Music is all about creativity and what you express. Try playing by ear sometime, forget sheet music, see what happens.
It greatly benefited me.