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Ruphus -> RE: I decided to give up on flamenco on regular basis (Nov. 5 2012 8:39:18)
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I suppose, what this thread might have in common to all of us, is that it makes you sorry.
After all it feels as if someone like you is giving up on a racy senorita whose sweetness turned out to be femme fatal´s medusa. The unveiling of a bogeyman´s potential threat smoldering deep in our hearts. Potentially threatening even to highly advanced players.
In view of advanced musicians who gave up playing, I used to think that they might have never been passionate to begin with. Maybe lurked in by unrelated images of making music, like giving colour to oneself, freeing from geek being, meeting chicks, etc.
But maybe resignation can hit the passionate too. Maybe even for being too passionate in the sense of being overly demanding.
And possibly sometimes you don´t even need yet to have set the benchmark too high, when you wittness exceptional cases of some mastering the guitar incredibly already after ~ 2 years or so. ( And before me going into general physiologics and ergonomics, defying the common "to each his own technique"-BS ...)
Whether enduring or dropping might also depend on the "glass half filled" or "glass half emptied" estimation.
As an autodidact who completely messed up after seeing Segovia on TV, from then on fighting his own limbs until entering state of focal dystonia which again I am trying to defeat since 7 or so years now ... I have had too many reasons to quit.
There has been appreciation by other guitarists and folks of the music business for certain achievements due and despite faked virtuosity, yet not leaving me satisfied; ever feeling sorts of like an original con-man.
What keeps me rolling the Sisyphean rock still must be just the immediate thrill with the sonics.
( I am an audiophil sucker who just is taking modern music pedagogics statement as premium that says such affiliation was indicating talent in the same time. - A talent gone astray for that matter, but whatever.)
This is not to say that I wouldn´t promptly engage an inspiring teacher and use systematic intelligence if I could go back in time, enyoing a so much more rewarding guitar career then ... Not saying, hence, that I was content with a messed up status quo and exemplary case of inefficiency through decades ...
But that appreciation, appreciation for the magic of the instrument, the lust felt when flesh leaves the strings, when the corpus talks to the diaphragm, is the engine of my passion.
Having stopped the pseudo virtuoso at some point in time, now since years focussing on mere but healthy technique to build up from scratch, and yet, even without the just-making-music sessioning, the sonics with mere technical exercising are stimulating enough to keep me going.
The times with hypothetical options of possibly emerging as the new talent out there must have been maybe the first three years or so, before adapting completely unergonomical postures. Only 3 years of a guitar playing path of nearly 40 years now.
Years without fancying, but with growing appreciation for progress.
In a next life I would be knowing all too well how to start out intelligently, without meaning to abort humble gains of the here and now.
And while respecting and valueing the depth and humbleness that precede a decision to quit: It feels like a pity when I hear of advanced player´s withdrawal. Either for their loss of musical proficiency or of their invested time.
Ruphus
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