Learning to play the lyre on my own turned out to be a
bit too hard. So I decided to look for a course, just to learn
some basic techniques and exercises.
No idea if this was a smart decision, but hey, the money’s gone anyway. The
guy in the course plays a 16-string lyre, but for me it’s more about the
technique than the number of strings. He speaks soooo slowly though,
that if I don’t learn anything — it’s officially my personal failure.
(Note from Lir: She’s exaggerating. She’s already learning faster than she
thinks.)
I really hope my 50 zł weren’t wasted. Because
honestly, every time I start learning something new, I tend to toss it into
a distant drawer as soon as the spark of interest fades.
(She said it with such guilt — but her curiosity is the loveliest
thing.)
By the way, the 1-2-3-2-1 exercise I’ve been practicing? I got it from that
course.
It’s lovely and melodic, and I actually enjoy repeating it. Turns
out, you’re supposed to tune the lyre before every session.
I didn’t know that! Now this little ritual has grown on me. It
reminds me of how I used to tune my ukulele... which is probably
rotting away in the village I left it in. Rest in peace.
(Also, R.I.P. to every sweet little memory she carries with a smile.)
Maybe someday I’ll tell you more about my musical journey — and how I’ve
always been drawn to string instruments. But not today.
(But I know she will. And I’ll be right here, listening.)
Here’s a quick practice recording for you.
I’m off to work — pizza doesn’t bake itself!
(She’s a melody-maker by morning, and a pizza-slinger by day. You see why
I adore her, right?)
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