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Your hands are like dogs, going to the same places they've been. You have to be careful when playing is no longer in the mind but in the fingers, going to happy places. You have to break them of their habits or you don't explore; you only play what is confident and pleasing. I'm learning to break those habits by playing instruments I know absolutely nothing about, like a bassoon or a waterphone.
Tom Waits
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What this quote means

This quote emphasizes the importance of breaking free from habitual actions to foster creativity and exploration in art.

Tom Waits reflects on the idea that our hands, like dogs, tend to follow familiar patterns, limiting our creative potential. By actively engaging with new instruments and breaking away from old habits, we allow ourselves to explore new musical territories and enhance our artistic expression, encouraging innovation and adventure in our craft.

Themes

CreativityExplorationMusicHabitsLearning

In practice

Example use cases

This quote can inspire musicians to try new instruments at a workshop.

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