There are many instances in Justin’s lessons that strongly stress the vital importance of practicing perfectly. The general idea being to avoid picking up bad habits which at some time in the future might be difficult to change. Go slowly and make no mistakes. Not ever. Never get anything wrong!
There are also many instances in the lessons where we are urged to have fun with it. Play songs for fun. Don’t worry if you can’t get the x chord right, go onto the next module anyway. The groove is the most important thing. And then there’s all those hours of sloppy one minute changes, and ‘try not to hit the z string but it doesn’t sound too bad if you do so don’t worry’.
I can’t reconcile these apparently contradictory instructions. If I play for fun, especially with the app, my accuracy is rubbish but I have fun. I play it again Sam and after a few runs through, I improve. If I slow down to a walk so that I can aspire to be accurate, the groove is gone, the song is gone, the pleasure is gone and without them, the accuracy goes too - maybe because I have so much time to think and panic. If I think, I stink, right?
Another example, sometimes I worry about practicing a scale for fear of making a mistake. The worry makes me more likely to make one. The slower I go the more time I have to get nervous, distracted and the less likely I am to learn the scale as anything more than a disconnected bunch of notes. So I’m less likely to practice…
“Perfect is the enemy of good enough.” We’ve all heard that old wisdom.
Being repeatedly urged to be perfect is really beginning to hamstring me. It’s making playing to anyone very intimidating and I daren’t even listen to a recent recording of myself because if there are mistakes (there will be) I fear that I’ll lose confidence entirely. It can become a very binary division, either it’s perfect or it’s BAD.
I’ve read the earlier replies to this thread which are overwhelmingly in favour of perfection. They haven’t helped me. You see, I don’t want to pass exams in this thing. I don’t want to play in a band, never mind at an academic recital. It’s a hobby for goodness sake. And I’m an imperfect human who has better things to do than fight anxiety over a bum note.
My options now seem to be either to pick up some sloppy playing habits (and perhaps fix them in the future) or to embrace the drive for perfection, become increasingly paranoid and quit altogether (a bad thing that won’t be fixable in the future).
The choice is obvious, I’ll practice and play with the aim of being good enough to please myself.
Rant completed. Sorry to take up your time but, it was either that or kick my guitar to pieces.