There are several of the members working with music and learning to play the piano, so I thought I would write a little about my experiences over the years as an encouragement for the ones who are in the learning process.
I had a few piano lessons when I was in the first few grades of school. I was not self motivated, and my parents and my music teacher were disappointed with my progress. My dad told me how disappointed he and my mom were that I wouldn't practice more. Well, I was a little guy, and I enjoyed playing the piano, but I wanted to do other things besides play the piano, so my lessons ended without very much accomplishment on my part.
My parents got a trumpet for my younger brother when I was probably in the 7th grade. I learned the basic scale fingering on that trumpet, and learned to play Faith of Our Fathers. When I was out of the eighth grade I bucked alfalfa hay bales and changed spinklers. I earned enough money to buy me a slide trombone. I played in high school band, Bible School orchestra, community bands, marching bands, and the Okanogan Valley Orchestra where I played all types of music from jazz to classical. While in the Valley Orchestra I learned to read music, and played 3rd trombone and bass trombone parts.
It always bothered me that my parents wanted me to learn to play the piano, and I didn't ever learn. I attempted to learn to play the piano several times in my adult life before being successful. When I was a little boy I learned to play about 3 hymns and that is all I could play on the piano. I tried for a while when I was in Bible College, but my studies required too much of my time to be able give time to the piano. A number of years after Carol and I were married I even bought a piano, but sold it again before I learned to play it.
What finally encouraged me to learn to play the piano is that when we were visiting our daughter I opened one of her Christmas carole books, and found out that I could almost play the songs. I think playing my trombones and learning to read notes really helped me to learn to play the piano. After I got home I bought another piano, had it shipped to our home on a barge, because there were no roads to where we lived. I decided that no matter how slow my progress or how discouraging it seemed I was going to keep at it, and I have, and now I can say that I know how to play the piano, although I want to play it better than I do, and I will. Sometimes people who know how to play really well forget that they had to learn to play at one time. I had one accomplished pianist tell me that I needed to play better than I did so that people could sing along with my playing. At the time I had only been playing about 3 months, and I couldn't play very well. My grandson who played much better than I and had a lot of lessons told me that my timing was not very good, and I knew that too, but it was a hard enough struggle for me to get the notes with my limited experience. I lost the piano for a couple of years, which is another long story, and so I played an accordion for a few months until my grandson gave me a keyboard electric/electronic piano to play. We moved here where my piano had been waiting for me for two years. I played it for one year, and then bought an upright grand Steinway piano made in 1872, which was the year my grandfather was born. My daughter's piano teacher's husband told her that Americans think they should be able to play the piano immediately when the reality is that it takes time to learn to play the piano. Taking piano lessons is great because a teacher can hold a student accountable so that there is some progress made. Also you can be shown some things that will take a lot of time for you to pick up on your own. My decision was to learn it on my own, and so I don't take lessons I just learn it by practising on my own. Over the last few years I have collected hymn/song books, and I get a church song book, and I play every song in the book. I only play each song once, because when I started playing some of them were so difficult for me to play that one time was tedious enough that by the time I finished the song I was happy to move on to the the next song. I have developed my own style of playing. I play a lot of arpegios, and I add extra notes in the chords beyond what is written, although I have difficulty reading the chords that are written that way. I am still not skilled at reading notes below the staff lines and above the staff lines. I can pick them out and find them, I just can't play them on the fly, which eventually I hope to be able to do.
I think the important thing while learning to play is to enjoy what you can do, and not compare yourself to anyone else because there will always be someone who can play better than you, and other people that you can play better than they. It is important to be happy with what you can do and to keep working for improvement, and it will come. Those are some thoughts that I have for encouragement for anyone learning to play the piano. No matter how slow the progress seems, or how discouraging your efforts are it is important to keep working at it. If I never get to be the best pianist I will still enjoy the way the Lord has helped me to be able to play.