Teaching Myself Piano at the End of the World This time, on my terms — not my mom’s.

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  • Most all-important, though, I no longer expect myself to do things perfectly from the second my fingers touch the devices, nor do I believe I might finally show some long-dormant skillfulness.
  • Knowing my way around a piano as an elementary schooler helped convey that we too were a particular kind of family of a particular means.
  • I no longer expect myself to do things perfectly from the second my fingers touch the devices, nor do I believe I might finally show some long-dormant skillfulness.
  • When I turned 16, my mom’s iron grip on my piano-playing future finally loosened, and after a failed attempt at jazz piano, I eventually quit my lessons.

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