23.Oct.13, 02:32 AM
He was going to have to talk to B’jin about the quality of lessons he was giving out. Then again, the fault may not have lied there but with the amount of time he had to work with or the student herself. There were too many factors to immediately pick out the issue beyond the girl was going to give him a headache with what she was currently doing. “I never said the fault lied with the guitar.” With a barely audible sigh, V’ler waved for the guitar to be handed over to him. Watching beginners hold an instrument of any sort was always a little scary but when they tried to tune or correct the bindings, it made him nervous as he waited for something to break.
With deft fingers, V’ler made a few quick adjustments based off of what he heard from Casa’s attempt. He strummed the guitar once, listening close to each note that came out, turned one knob just a smidge, strummed again, and nodded in satisfaction. It wasn’t the best guitar Katila had to offer but V’ler imagined that was why the girl was playing it. B’jin would have pointed it out as a good one to practice on.
Since it was easier to show and tell the ‘brat what she did wrong instead of waiting for the lecture from B’jin later on for being so cruel to an eager student, V’ler crouched down and made sure Casa had a good view. “Finger placement is also key, as is the pressure applied. If you hold it too loosely then you’ll have a sloppy sound.” V’ler demonstrated the best he could by breaking practically a lifetime of proper habits to show what he was talking about so Casa had something to listen for. He then held the guitar properly and strummed the chords again to show the difference.
When he was certain Casa was keeping an eye on his fingers, V’ler shifted them all down a fraction and played once more. “If your fingers are off in where they should be, by even a little, you’ll hit the wrong notes.” He played a few bars of a popular song properly and then with slipped fingers to show how sour notes could appear when they were least expected. The guitar was then passed back to Casa and V’ler stood up, clearly showing that his stint as a teaching Harper was over for the day.
With deft fingers, V’ler made a few quick adjustments based off of what he heard from Casa’s attempt. He strummed the guitar once, listening close to each note that came out, turned one knob just a smidge, strummed again, and nodded in satisfaction. It wasn’t the best guitar Katila had to offer but V’ler imagined that was why the girl was playing it. B’jin would have pointed it out as a good one to practice on.
Since it was easier to show and tell the ‘brat what she did wrong instead of waiting for the lecture from B’jin later on for being so cruel to an eager student, V’ler crouched down and made sure Casa had a good view. “Finger placement is also key, as is the pressure applied. If you hold it too loosely then you’ll have a sloppy sound.” V’ler demonstrated the best he could by breaking practically a lifetime of proper habits to show what he was talking about so Casa had something to listen for. He then held the guitar properly and strummed the chords again to show the difference.
When he was certain Casa was keeping an eye on his fingers, V’ler shifted them all down a fraction and played once more. “If your fingers are off in where they should be, by even a little, you’ll hit the wrong notes.” He played a few bars of a popular song properly and then with slipped fingers to show how sour notes could appear when they were least expected. The guitar was then passed back to Casa and V’ler stood up, clearly showing that his stint as a teaching Harper was over for the day.