In music yes, but I am afraid stating it might mislead the majority. I wish I had taken far less notice of teachers, musicians and experts, and had followed the music within me and it alone. In other words, I ought to have had much more confidence in my musical and pianistic self, and would have done better, with the exception of the two highly creative and individual teachers of my youth, to ignore orthodox notions about music altogether.
In life generally, I am lucky enough to call most regrets minor; things like playing obsessive and ferocious hardcourt tennis for three decades, wearing out bits of my body
This is obviously not advice for the majority, but in my case it is certainly true. If you are really different, if you feel music differently
like wasting far too much of my twenties on drink and romantic love;
care to share to us younger lads a didactic or cautionary word of advice?
In what way differently? And how do you know it's different? Just interested.
Be careful who you call old. It will help you one day be eligible to be on the receiving end of such rudeness.
What's wrong with being old?
Why would it be rude? What's wrong with being old?
What's my point, old isn't always old perhaps ?
I regret started smoking (I quit 6 days ago).
I could either say "no, not really" or "good heavens yes". At my age -- 71 -- though, hopefully you have learned that some things went amiss, but that there's nothing you can do to change them and all you can do is earnestly promise to try harder the next time -- if there is one...Are there things I would have done differently, looking back? Indeed there are, some minor, some pretty major. Did the sum total of all those things get me where I am now? They did. And I am reasonably satisfied with that. Some of the dreams I had didn't come true. Some changed... some things I never expected which which were wonderful did happen.Suggestions for the young 'uns? Again, not really. Perhaps the only really serious one I would make would be to seek to understand and work with (I would say love, but that could be misinterpreted!) each person you meet as themselves, and never as you wish them to be. And that includes yourself, by the way...
I know this thread probably isn't for me, but I wish I could have acted more wisely in my childhood, soon coming to a close. I never learned how to truly appreciate this valuable period in my life.Live and learn, I guess.
I'm glad I've found a niche of quiet and space I can stay in a crowded, competitive world.
I'm 63 and wish I could have been involved in raising a child related to me. i wish Texas had some sort of compulsory treatment for manic depressives with bouts of paranoia, which is what my bright pixie of a first wife turned into. I certainly couldn't talk her into seeing anyone that would diagnose (except when she was depressed) or cure her, and then I lost her to a cowboy type at a dance hall. I wish I hadn't been invisible to women of similar culture and skills in the crucial years of finding a mate of the right age. I wish I could have produced a better line of conversation in social situations. I wish the Army hadn't taken advantage of my draft number and pulled me away from the only job I ever had that I was really good at and I really enjoyed in 1980. (Digital design, aerospace contractor).On the other hand, I enjoy quiet evenings of musical practice. I enjoy good health. I'm glad I was taught to treat people the way I want to be treated, and wasn't bad enough at it to deserve notice as a problem. I'm glad I had a few years of undeserved good salary to salt away some for the recent bad times. I'm glad I've found a niche of quiet and space I can stay in a crowded, competitive world.