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Nighttime Practice

The great thing about being on vacation is that I've practiced not once but twice a day for several days. Yesterday's early practice was a two-hour all-Bach extravaganza!!. Actually an all-fugue extravaganza. Then, last night, I worked on the fugue for another 45 minutes. I played through the prelude a couple of times, very slowly, laying down the tracks in my brain. That took about 15 minutes. Then I worked on Sections 6-8 of the Liszt (the part where the melody is supposed to sound like a cello). Those three sections are probably the easiest of the entire piece. A little tricky with the handwiching, but I found good handwich combinations in just a few mintues of practicing. I worked on that for only about 20 minutes before I had to leave.

So. My hot date with Liszt didn't happen. He was usurped by my Beloved, Bewigged, and Bejowled One.

It's Saturday, and I'll spend most of the day editing a book. However, I do hope to grab a couple of hours of practice this afternoon. I won't be able to practice at all tomorrow, and I feel like I need to "cement" some of the things I worked on in the fugue yesterday.

My life (and my detailed practice updates) will return to normal on Tuesday.

P.S. I'm not sure how many hours I practiced this week, but I'm estimating it's been about twelve. If I'm able to practice again this afternoon, it'll be more.

Sigh. I love music.

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