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Saturday, May 22, 2010
Q. & A. From Fans - Did you experience any difficulties learning or playing music when you were
Did you experience any difficulties learning or playing music when you were a kid?
Question: Did you experience any difficulties learning or playing music when you were growing up?
Answer: Of course I did. My adopitve mother was my first Piano Teacher, and she was a horrible perfectionist, and of course, she was more strict on me than any of her other students because I was her step-daughter and had to make her look good! We fought a lot when I got older and eventually she had to get me another piano teacher or else I was going to quite no matter how many whippings I got over it.
The next teacher was actually her teacher, and that didn't work out too good. This woman was really old and very old fashioned....the kind of teacher who whacked your hands with a ruler. That old bat was a freakin' lunatic and she really messed with my head and was so abusive I just sat there crying, went numb and blanked right out.
Again I got another teacher and she was so beauty with her personal vanity and making money and being popular that she didn't really teach us anything, and that was when I failed my first music exam. Oh my god! My mother went nuts. Well, she was already nuts anyways, but still, the fact that I had failed at something to do with music was more than she could handle. Furthermore, music lessons cost a lot of money no matter what decade your living in; so when there's a failed exam, there's a big loss all around.
The next teacher I had was my last teacher, and she was a beautiful and wonderful friend and teacher to me. She was an excellent teacher and I passed all of my exams after being apprenticed by her. My mother didn't like her very much, but I adored her. My mother couldn't say much because I was passing my exams again and that was what she wanted.
My mother was very obsessed about her own lost career in music, and very dissatisfied with just being a Music Teacher and playing for her local church on Sundays. She really tried to live her dreams through me instead, and that was a lot of pressure for a kid. it was very, very much like being little Mozart with his crazed father. I was treated exactly just like that. I had to play at every recital and impress the crap out of everybody more so than anyone else. It was like being their "ego fulfillment".
It was also very much like those kids who are models in talent shows, and she did the same thing to me. She got me up early, drove me hundreds of miles to some contest, and if I didn't win, it was her failure as well as mine. This went on for years and years, and I wasn't the only kid messed up by it. Sometimes we kids would play bad on purpose just to screw them right back. The amount of pressure she put me under turned me into a nervous wreck.
First Prize was the only acceptable outcome.
Second Prize meant no desert, television, etc. for a week after wards.
Third Prize meant that I was just a worthless embarrassment and I usually got more physical punishments for that.
If I didn't get First, Second, or Third Prize, I don't even want to tell you what happened to me for that. They never understood that the amount of pressure they put on me to fulfill their dreams was the very reason why none of our dreams were fulfilled. I don't think I remember anyone asking me what my dream was anyways.
Love and hugs...
BlackieSteele...xoxox
(Fan question from 2007-2008)
« Thread Started on Jul 17, 2010, 5:05pm »
From MySpace
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Q. & A. From Fans - Did you experience any difficulties learning or playing music when you were
Did you experience any difficulties learning or playing music when you were a kid?
Question: Did you experience any difficulties learning or playing music when you were growing up?
Answer: Of course I did. My adopitve mother was my first Piano Teacher, and she was a horrible perfectionist, and of course, she was more strict on me than any of her other students because I was her step-daughter and had to make her look good! We fought a lot when I got older and eventually she had to get me another piano teacher or else I was going to quite no matter how many whippings I got over it.
The next teacher was actually her teacher, and that didn't work out too good. This woman was really old and very old fashioned....the kind of teacher who whacked your hands with a ruler. That old bat was a freakin' lunatic and she really messed with my head and was so abusive I just sat there crying, went numb and blanked right out.
Again I got another teacher and she was so beauty with her personal vanity and making money and being popular that she didn't really teach us anything, and that was when I failed my first music exam. Oh my god! My mother went nuts. Well, she was already nuts anyways, but still, the fact that I had failed at something to do with music was more than she could handle. Furthermore, music lessons cost a lot of money no matter what decade your living in; so when there's a failed exam, there's a big loss all around.
The next teacher I had was my last teacher, and she was a beautiful and wonderful friend and teacher to me. She was an excellent teacher and I passed all of my exams after being apprenticed by her. My mother didn't like her very much, but I adored her. My mother couldn't say much because I was passing my exams again and that was what she wanted.
My mother was very obsessed about her own lost career in music, and very dissatisfied with just being a Music Teacher and playing for her local church on Sundays. She really tried to live her dreams through me instead, and that was a lot of pressure for a kid. it was very, very much like being little Mozart with his crazed father. I was treated exactly just like that. I had to play at every recital and impress the crap out of everybody more so than anyone else. It was like being their "ego fulfillment".
It was also very much like those kids who are models in talent shows, and she did the same thing to me. She got me up early, drove me hundreds of miles to some contest, and if I didn't win, it was her failure as well as mine. This went on for years and years, and I wasn't the only kid messed up by it. Sometimes we kids would play bad on purpose just to screw them right back. The amount of pressure she put me under turned me into a nervous wreck.
First Prize was the only acceptable outcome.
Second Prize meant no desert, television, etc. for a week after wards.
Third Prize meant that I was just a worthless embarrassment and I usually got more physical punishments for that.
If I didn't get First, Second, or Third Prize, I don't even want to tell you what happened to me for that. They never understood that the amount of pressure they put on me to fulfill their dreams was the very reason why none of our dreams were fulfilled. I don't think I remember anyone asking me what my dream was anyways.
Love and hugs...
BlackieSteele...xoxox
(Fan question from 2007-2008)