Scales of the Week: B Major and G# Harmonic Minor

I have stuck faithfully to my plan of focusing on different major/relative harmonic minor pair of scales each week. Over twelve weeks, my plan is to spend one week each of intensive practice on a single scale pair. This week's scales are B major and G# harmonic minor.

B Major and G# Harmonic Minor, Contrary Motion, at 100

My goal was to have both contrary-motion scales at 100, and I seem to be there, though I think my B major scale is just a little sloppy (part of why I played it through a second time in the video). I can't always hear all of the notes, so I'm not sure whether I'm playing them together.

Learning to Hear Fast?

How does one teach one's brain to hear individual notes when they at a fast tempo? 100 isn't even that fast, but it feels kind of like movie previews these days -- the pictures move so fast that an old person like me can't follow them. Anyway, I feel like I'll be able to play these scales with greater precision if I can learn to hear the faster notes.

I spent a lot of time on B major yesterday and G# minor today. Both of these were very rusty, so it was time well spent.

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