Move out of your comfort zone. You can only grow if you are willing to feel awkward and uncomfortable when you try something new
This was the status one of my dear school friends had on her Facebook profile recently. And of course I liked it, just like I like most statuses along this line. It also reminded of a new phase that I’ve been going through in the past few weeks, something that is definitely out of my comfort zone. That is, composition.
From my colleagues in music school to my Druydical brothers, the people that know me musically best know that I feel very awkward and uncomfortable at the thought of composing or improvising. I am, in a word, hopeless. Melodies do not come as easily to me as they do to Du or Leonard Cohen or Mozart. I’m the one you’ll see out in the musical potato field, sweating and toiling, digging those melodies out of the depths of the earth with enormous difficulty and strain while these fellas simply go up to an apple tree and pick them off with ease.
But like my friend said, you sometimes have to get out of your comfort zone, to try something new (or not so new, but very difficult but at the same time very possible) so that you can grow. So my first composition is almost done. The chords are there, the text is there (Hesse’s ” Without You”), the melody is more or less there. Hubby’s impressed but I know that my Druydical brothers won’t be. Too pop, not enough cool rhythms, the text isn’t original. But it’s a start out of my comfort zone. Who knows? Maybe one day you may even be unfortunate enough to hear it