Guitar is about to get intense

I have my classical guitar. I have my first set of books. My audio recorder arrives on Wednesday, and I have a notebook, pencils, and a nail file in my tote bag. My first lesson is Thursday.

I feel like I’m about to get married. That sounds weird, but it’s not a new idea–Elizabeth Gilbert has said something similar about being a “bride of writing.” I know I’m embarking on a huge commitment of time and energy with no end in sight, as music always is.

My teacher uses the Royal Conservatory of Music method, which includes grade levels and, if I’m so inclined, exams. It covers not only songs, but music theory, ear training, music history, and technique. There are 10 levels, a preparatory level, and an Associate’s Diploma. I’m not deciding whether to work through all of those levels right now because I don’t want to psych myself out before starting what will be an extremely long game. I’m focused only on what’s in front of me, which is the preparatory level. My teacher is either lucky or cursed to get a blank slate like me.

I still plan to keep taking my weekly online group lessons for my acoustic guitar, but practicing for those will be a much lower priority. I think my classical studies will naturally help my acoustic playing anyway. The ukulele? Well, it did its job in making stringed instruments less intimidating, so it’s now firmly in the “no pressure, play when I feel like it” category.

Thanks to Jason Haaheim’s Deliberate Practice Bootcamp, which I attended last week (and highly recommend), I have a better idea of how to practice more effectively and keep robust records of my progress that go beyond my trusty notebook. This won’t exactly be fun, but I feel compelled to do this for my music studies. Is there a term for a hobby that’s treated more like a job (a “jobby”)?

:deep breaths: I still have a few days to wrap my head around this next stage of my music adventure. When I picked up a guitar for the first time 3 months ago, I didn’t expect to ramp up my studies this quickly. Heck, I didn’t even expect to take private lessons, or study classical guitar, and yet here I am. We plan, God laughs.