<p>When D was six, before she got involved in any form of music, she told me that she wanted to be the best at “something”. I took her seriously and told her that we should give it a lot of thought, because to be the best takes work and dedication. It just so happened that a month later her elementary school teacher called me to say…“she really needs music lessons” (me)“is she that bad”(her) “no she is that good”. We called a friend who is a very well known studio musician and who came by to give her a lesson on a small guitar he brought.
I overheard the following in the next room:
Her: My mom says that I need to practice.
Him: Well I’ve never been really big on practice. But I am big on playing everyday. Like here’s something I would like you to play everyday till you can do it perfectly. ( plays Blackbird) And here is something called a scale. If you play this scale everyday for about an hour, you will be the best at playing Blackbird. Next week I will give you another song to play and more scales to play…
Her: Great!</p>
<p>Me in the next room under my breath: God bless you sir</p>
<p>It all took off from there.</p>
<p>Don’t practice. But play.</p>
<p>And definitely rethink the whole proposition if it needs to be forced</p>