By Jacob Sweet

“In the analog world, it’s a joy to hear renowned musicians at their most polished, performing sophisticated repertoire with superhuman command and control. At a concert, I want the Swedish clarinet virtuoso Martin Fröst to play so well that I leave the hall unsure whether to practice arpeggios for eight hours or retire. On Instagram, I’m less exacting. I appreciate the mistakes—the flummoxed look of someone who, after thirteen run-throughs, can’t quite nail a pesky chromatic passage. There’s something comforting and inspiring about the slow crescendo of daily improvement. Any musician has been told that “practice makes perfect” (sort of) and the premise of the ten-thousand-hour rule. It’s nice to scroll back through someone’s feed and see that the maxims aren’t so far off—that the long slog can be worth it.”

Source: The New Yorker