How I taught myself to read music and play the piano (and what it taught me)

Glading Marteen 

The first time I sat down to try to play a piano, I was five months past my 40th birthday. It was a five-octave Yamaha beginner keyboard with a Bossa Nova setting and basically no dynamics, and I had no idea what I was doing.

I couldn’t read music, but from looking at the (low-ish) amount of notes on the page for Ramin Djawadi’s cover version of No Surprises, I thought it looked pretty manageable. It very much wasn’t.

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