Forced to let people listen to me practise
Well, the schedule has changed in my house, and now I have no choice but to put on a private four-hour concert for the entire household every day.
I'm practising, but nowhere near as efficiently or comfortably as before. Every little sound—clattering dishes, a quiet conversation, a chair being tucked in—makes my arm go completely stiff. And god forbid someone says something like "what was that supposed to be?" when I've been sightreading a new piece. This drives me up the bloody wall.
I'm not even asking for help, really. I'm just complaining at this point. I dunno what to do about it.
4 hours...you're lucky. Persevere and try to have a sense of humour about it. Soon you'll all get used to the situation. Looking at it.positively, you're also training yourself to have more confidence.
Interesting phrasing of the problem.
This is an excellent opportunity to practice maintaining a relaxed posture and getting rid of tension despite distractions.
Once you move out on your own you'll be too busy to practice at all. Ah, the irony...
When my wife is studying her French lessons I am strictly forbidden to even go near my violin. And she is right: Learning a language (or writing a letter or doing homework for school etc.) is harder to do while someone is practicing than practicing while other people are learning French.
Are you sure it's not your violin playing that makes the dishes clatter or shatter? Just curious.
Wow. For me I feel sorry for my family and neighbours every time I practice without a mute ... They must feel horrible.
This is how things go in my house sometimes too. I think I feel some of your pain, though it's never prevented me from practice.
I live in a fishbowl. I'm in a townhouse with neighbors all around, and I practice with a middle school right across the street. Since I know someone is going to hear what I'm doing, I've learned to just accept the whole situation. If the weather is good, I throw open the windows and dive in. Why not? The middle school has a band practicing and occasionally marching right down the street. My neighbors seem pleased with what I'm doing (either that or they're very polite) and I figure one more person playing some music around here is just par for the course.
Being able to practice for 4 hours a day is a luxury.
This is where studying the piano totally rules. The piano is generally located in the living room of a house -- where people are coming and going, where the kitchen is nearby, and so on. And you just learn to tune it out, because you don't have the option of hiding away in an upstairs bedroom. And even if you *are* hiding away in a back bedroom with your violin, your brother is in the living room pounding out Chopin and Debussy for *his* piano lessons!