The Old Dog and His Tricks
Old habits die hard.
I found this out yesterday at drum class when I was supposed to learn this new beat where instead of playing the snare drum on my right hand, I play it half a beat earlier on my left. It was torturous trying to get the left hand to go down instead of the right one, and for it to go down at the right time.
It was the same as when I tried learning to play the kick drum in between right hand strokes as I was already accustomed to playing the kick on the same beat as the right hand. But I've managed to master that liao, so it's not that tough anymore.
In any case, it's crazy. It's true, old habits die hard. Old mindsets, modes of thinking that have been there for a long while. Or even certain circumstances in life that trigger certain emotions that you thought you were past. And they creep up on you and suddenly give u a whack on the shoulder from behind 'Aha! Gotcha!! You thought I was gone didn't you!' Yeah. They creep up on you when you least expect it, and often just as you thought you had gotten over them.
Just like when I only semi-mastered the left-handed-snare beat. When I play it again and again, sometimes I lose my concentration and end up merely with the strokes that I usually do. You see, we react to what we have internalised, often when we aren't giving our full concentraion, if only because those responses seem to be the most normal/ comfortable ones to us.
Come on. With enough practice and hard work and tahan-levels, we can all play that left-handed snare stroke, whether it's our hands, our legs, or in our hearts.
I found this out yesterday at drum class when I was supposed to learn this new beat where instead of playing the snare drum on my right hand, I play it half a beat earlier on my left. It was torturous trying to get the left hand to go down instead of the right one, and for it to go down at the right time.
It was the same as when I tried learning to play the kick drum in between right hand strokes as I was already accustomed to playing the kick on the same beat as the right hand. But I've managed to master that liao, so it's not that tough anymore.
In any case, it's crazy. It's true, old habits die hard. Old mindsets, modes of thinking that have been there for a long while. Or even certain circumstances in life that trigger certain emotions that you thought you were past. And they creep up on you and suddenly give u a whack on the shoulder from behind 'Aha! Gotcha!! You thought I was gone didn't you!' Yeah. They creep up on you when you least expect it, and often just as you thought you had gotten over them.
Just like when I only semi-mastered the left-handed-snare beat. When I play it again and again, sometimes I lose my concentration and end up merely with the strokes that I usually do. You see, we react to what we have internalised, often when we aren't giving our full concentraion, if only because those responses seem to be the most normal/ comfortable ones to us.
Come on. With enough practice and hard work and tahan-levels, we can all play that left-handed snare stroke, whether it's our hands, our legs, or in our hearts.
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