We all know the expression "Practice makes perfect".
Were that but true.
Were that but true.
Tonight in taiko rehearsal we worked on "Yatai Bayashi". In performances by Kodo or Za Ondekoza, for example, the song can run anywhere up to ten minutes. Our group plays a slightly abridged version of this piece. Playing this the traditional way - sitting on the floor, feet cradling a huge drum, and having to lean back in sort of a 1/3 sit-up position to get enough sound out of every hit - I discovered very quickly what kind of condition I'm NOT in.
There's humbling, and then there's HUMBLING. Well, perhaps I'm exaggerating a little, but, tonight was my first attempt to play through the piece in the traditional way, and the attempt sent a profound message, one might say, to my abs and back muscles. It generated a wince and a few wry, ironic, rueful smiles. Well, I guess I had to start somewhere. Now if I can just get to the point where I can believe that there will be a light at the end of this tunnel I haven't entered yet...
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