After a month of playing nothing but scales and other mind numbingly boring exercises on my guitar, I revisited the Carcassi etude.
I almost cried.
For the first time, it sounded like music.
You can play all the right notes, and only the right notes, all in the right order; you can even throw in some appropriately placed changes in dynamics and tempo, but that doesn't necessarily result in something musical.
One day, I'll even expand my repertoire to include more than one piece. I'm sure my neighbors would be appreciative of that.
But in the meantime, back to my scales...
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