It’s funny. I’ve been creating music that doesn’t change keys and has been deconstructed to the degree that the technical demands have often been reduced to one finger on my left hand and a repetitive pattern with three fingers on my right. So why do I keep returning to a few Bach violins tunes that I first tried to play when I was 18 or so?
I’m not particularity good at them, but I find that they call out to be played every six months or so. Every time I return to them, I try new fingerings new phrasing and articulating.
In yoga and sitting meditation I often hear people referring to their “practice.” Music has certainly been my “practice” whether I knew it or not.
When I was 18 Bach interjected his spirit into my practice. What good fortune that he continues to do so.
