When I said this, she got an almost dirty look on her face, and asked in a somewhat condescending voice if I had played between the other pieces I had listed and Prokofiev 7 since it was quite a jump in difficulty. I listed a couple other things I had been working on, but nothing to the level of Prokofiev 7, and she asked if I had played many early 20th century pieces (to prepare for Prokofiev 7, I'm assuming). I answered that I hadn't played very many, and sorta tried to change the subject. Anyway, this whole time we were walking and this was where I had to turn off, so I luckily escaped any further conversation.What can I possibly do?
Be prepared to feel salty.
It would be better to go in with the conviction in being prepared to make them feel salty. Why give up before the games have even started.
From what I've heard from Davidjosepha about his new potential teacher, she sounds like she's gonna flame him a lot.
A healthy student-teacher relationship is not a lopsided dictatorship. Both parties can learn from each other. Just as a teacher may pose questions to a student's execution of music, a student has every right (I would go so far as to say a responsibility) to question the knowledge that is being passed on to him/her. After all flames can backdraft. If you get my drift
After all flames can backdraft. If you get my drift
From what I've heard from Davidjosepha about his new potential teacher, she sounds like she's the kind of teacher that likes to flame their student.
Just to clarify, this woman will not be my piano teacher. She's merely the person who assigns me to a piano teacher. If I thought I'd be dealing with passive aggressive comments like she made all term, I would quit lessons.Thank you, 49410enrique and quantum, so much for the help. You've made me feel much better, and have been helpful in preparing physically and mentally for Sunday. I hadn't considered the idea you mentioned, quantum, but it certainly makes sense. Once my initial emotional reaction subsided, I realized that she is right--it is a huge step from what I was playing 6 months ago to what I'm playing now, but given that I've practiced more in the past 6 months than in the 2 years before that, it makes sense that I would progress a huge amount in that time. If I were more confident in myself and my playing, I would have taken her incredulity as a compliment, although my insecurity got the best of me. I guess the thing I'm most upset about is the idea she might think I'm trying to play hard pieces just to be cool or something, which really hurts, given that I honestly don't value technical ability for anything other than increasing my options when choosing pieces.I'm going to show up Sunday and play the Rach prelude the best I can, and there's nothing I can do other than that. If I mess up royally and she gets her fix of "I told you so", so be it. The worst thing that happens is I get placed with a teacher who initially thinks I'm a lower level than I am, in which case it should be very obvious in a short amount of time what my actually abilities are, and we can move from there.Also, I heard someone else call her a pregnant dog for something completely unrelated, so it makes me happy to know I'm not the only one who finds her distasteful.College is pretty great, by the way, although I'm feeling a tad homesick. It's a weird feeling--I feel a little weird not going to sleep in my own bed until I realize that the bed I'm going to sleep in will now be my own bed more than the one at home, at which time I feel even weirder.Thanks everyone for cheering me up, you guys should be therapists or something Edit: I didn't type "pregnant dog", damn language filters.
I'm going to show up Sunday and play the Rach prelude the best I can, and there's nothing I can do other than that. If I mess up royally and she gets her fix of "I told you so", so be it. The worst thing that happens is I get placed with a teacher who initially thinks I'm a lower level than I am, in which case it should be very obvious in a short amount of time what my actually abilities are, and we can move from there.
College is pretty great, by the way, although I'm feeling a tad homesick. It's a weird feeling--I feel a little weird not going to sleep in my own bed until I realize that the bed I'm going to sleep in will now be my own bed more than the one at home, at which time I feel even weirder.
Just as a teacher may pose questions to a student's execution of music, a student has every right (I would go so far as to say a responsibility) to question the knowledge that is being passed on to him/her.
College is pretty great, by the way, although I'm feeling a tad homesick. It's a weird feeling--I feel a little weird not going to sleep in my own bed until I realize that the bed I'm going to sleep in will now be my own bed more than the one at home, at which time I feel even weirder.Thanks everyone for cheering me up, you guys should be therapists or something
Thanks everyone for cheering me up, you guys should be therapists or something
not all things should be done like a boss however...
Good grief! ** wonders where decency kitty has gone
wonders why the kitty is the only one that can be 'not amused'
You are not the only one. Next Thursday I get to meet with the director of the music program at the University.
I would also imagine that the best piano teachers are not looking for virtuouses that are already perfect in what they do, but students that they feel they can help achieve a high level?
Good news and moderately bad/neutral news.I met with the head of piano music again today because she's also my academic adviser and I needed to get my schedule switched around just a bit. While there, she offered to have me play the piece for her then instead of waiting till Sunday, so I did. It went well! Plenty of wrong notes since the feel of her piano was much different than the one I practice on and because I was nervous as hell, but it worked out okay. She said I played beautifully, but she was concerned with my shoulders and upper arms being too tense. She also asked me to play some of the Prokofiev for her, and she noticed the same problem. She asked what my teacher had mainly focused on with me, and I said it was mostly interpretation. She said she could tell, because although I played very musically, my shoulders were again too tense and that was causing problems (I definitely agree with that). She said she'd like to teach me herself (perhaps that's a compliment, although I'd still prefer to have someone else ) and that she'd also like for me to start with new pieces since she said it's much harder to correct things after something has been learned than before you've started learning it. I'm cool with that. She'd like me to work on about 2 pieces at a time per term (she said some students do 1, some do 2, but because of the level of academic rigor at my school, it's very hard for non-music majors to find time to practice more than an hour and a half a day), and she'd send me a large list of pieces she'd like me to pick from.Anyway, in some ways, I'm relieved (especially cause I got to play today instead of waiting till Sunday!) and in others, a bit disappointed. Either way, it's very exciting to start with new music, and although I haven't finished refining all the pieces I've been working on, I've learned a lot from them and have them in good enough shape I could easily come back to them in a year or so and refine them then. It's also somewhat nice to not be working on the Prokofiev, which, while very fun, is very difficult and I just don't have the kind of time needed to work on it at the moment.To summarize, it went pretty well, I'm going to drop the pieces I'm currently working on and start 2 new pieces that I'll choose from a list she'll make.Thanks for the advice and help, and I can't wait to see what this year holds for me. I'm loving college, by the way. I have not met a single person here who wasn't nice yet, and I've met a ton of people. I don't even understand how that's possible. Tons better than my rather poor high school experience. Having a ton of fun, I'll try to keep posting here regularly.
She said I played beautifully, but she was concerned with my shoulders and upper arms being too tense. She also asked me to play some of the Prokofiev for her, and she noticed the same problem. She asked what my teacher had mainly focused on with me, and I said it was mostly interpretation. She said she could tell, because although I played very musically, my shoulders were again too tense and that was causing problems (I definitely agree with that). She said she'd like to teach me herself (perhaps that's a compliment, although I'd still prefer to have someone else ) and that she'd also like for me to start with new pieces since she said it's much harder to correct things after something has been learned than before you've started learning it.
On Sunday, I'm going to play Rachmaninoff prelude no. 5, op. 23 for the head of piano music at my school so she can decide where to place me. As I was signing up for a time on Sunday, she casually asked me what else I was playing, and I mentioned I had been working on Liebestraum no. 3, Scriabin 11/6, and I also mentioned I'd been working on Prokofiev's 7th sonata, mainly the third movement. When I said this, she got an almost dirty look on her face, and asked in a somewhat condescending voice if I had played between the other pieces I had listed and Prokofiev 7 since it was quite a jump in difficulty. I listed a couple other things I had been working on, but nothing to the level of Prokofiev 7, and she asked if I had played many early 20th century pieces (to prepare for Prokofiev 7, I'm assuming). I answered that I hadn't played very many, and sorta tried to change the subject. Anyway, this whole time we were walking and this was where I had to turn off, so I luckily escaped any further conversation.Now I still have to play the Rachmaninoff prelude for her on Sunday, I won't have practiced it for a week prior (no access to a piano here until lessons start), and I think she's already predisposed to thinking I'm just trying to play really difficult pieces to think I'm cool or something, so I don't see how this could possibly end well. I feel ashamed, and I think it's cause I'm worried what she said/implied might be true. And I'm nervous, because even if I play the prelude the best I've ever played it, I still think she'll think I'm some sort of "wannabe virtuoso", and if I play it mediocrely, which is much more likely given how nervous I am and how I haven't been able to practice, I'll just look and feel like a huge idiot. I wish I'd never mentioned the stupid sonata.What can I possibly do?