Good Enough is Not Good Enough

August 25, 2009

Sometimes you see a performance of a piece of theater or a piece of music and it’s so inspiring that it makes you want to work harder so that you can be as good at your craft as those performers are at theirs.

And sometimes you don’t.

I’ve had a number of frustrating experiences lately where I went to an event and was completely underwhelmed by what I was seeing. I’m not talking about watching a high school play where the actors are still learning their craft, or a youth piano recital or anything like that. I’m talking about attending full on professional performances that charge a lot of money for the tickets, and I came home thinking that the pianist hadn’t bothered to learn the notes or the singer hadn’t given any thought to the words in his/her song. And it doesn’t make me want to work harder. It makes me want to give up music and open a bakery.

I know nobody’s perfect. And, just so you don’t think this is a self-inflating kind of essay, I can’t think of the last time I performed something in public that didn’t have numerous mistakes in it. But I get the sense that a lot of times, people work on material until it’s “good enough.” And knowing the difference between “good” and “good enough” is what makes an artist great, I think.

I recently heard a song that was a simple little ballad written to be the intimate and subtle opening of show about a complex and heartbreaking love triangle, and the male singer had transposed it into a key so that he could belt a big ole D-flat (!) at the end. He was passionate and overwrought and, actually, he sang it pretty well, technically. But, emotionally, I thought, “WHY???” I felt like he completely missed the point of the song and was basically just singing it to show me he had really high notes. I came home and told Jason about it, disappointedly, and I said, “You know those hot-dog eating contests where someone can eat like 41 hotdogs in 60 seconds? Well, even if I could do that, I’m not sure I would ever feel it necessary to prove it to you.”

(Thank goodness.)

It’s a question of taste. I’d be happy to hear that guy sing a high D-flat if he picked material that demanded it. Another concert I attended required the pianist to play an entire evening of one composer’s work, and that composer was in the audience. And number after number went by, songs I’ve known for years, and the pianist proceeded to botch one after the other. The composer had his game face on, smiling and nodding, but I thought it must feel like torture to him. And that poor pianist. Why on earth would he accept this job and then not LEARN THE MUSIC? What’s the story there? Did he really think nobody could tell the difference? Did he think what he was playing was good enough?

Good enough is not good enough. Not in cases like this. I’ll close with this story.

The most life-changing job I ever had, both professionally and personally, was working as the assistant conductor of the national tour of PARADE. It was on that tour that I met Jason, my husband, and it was the first job I ever had at the Broadway level. Legendary director (who has 20 Tony Awards in his office) Hal Prince was in the room, and I was the pianist. Now, I’m a really good sight reader and I’ve gotten by for a lot of years by sight reading my way through things and learning them as I go. But PARADE is a really hard score — harder than any show I’d ever played before — and I deceived myself into thinking I didn’t have to practice it as much as I would have practiced my classical music for my juries back at Vanderbilt.

So one day I saw on the schedule that I was playing a rehearsal for a number I’d never played before, and I thought, oh, I’ll be fine. I glanced it over and sat down at the piano. Hal Prince was staging the actors. Jason was conducting. I was at the piano, and on one page turn I failed to notice a meter change leading into the next page. I turned the page, missed the meter change, and the rehearsal ground to a halt because nobody could figure out where the downbeat was. My fault entirely. Hal glared at Jason. Jason glared at me. I felt like the sky had fallen on my head, and I knew exactly what had happened.

That night I called Jason on the phone and said, “I think maybe I’m out of my league. I think maybe I’m not a good enough pianist. I wasn’t prepared. I let you down. I’m so sorry.” And he said something to me like, “Stop apologizing, go practice, and don’t let it happen again.” And I didn’t. That “teachable moment” changed my life.

Good enough is not good enough. Let’s not all beat ourselves up at the things we can’t get right. Let’s just work on them until we can.

6 thoughts on “Good Enough is Not Good Enough”

  1. Hunterbird on said:

    Yes! The people who coast through the work and just do the motions looking for the end result completely miss the intention and process behind what we do.

    Why would you sing the notes the way they’re written or learn the music to a tea beforehand? So you can tell the story in your own voice, but ultimately, so you can tell it the way the writers meant it to be told.

    Great meeting you Georgia! Til next time!

  2. Britta King on said:

    One of the things that has concerned me for a long time is this new push for standards in schools and teaching to the test. We are producing more and more children who only believe there is one right answer and that critical thinking, thinking outside the box, etc., are not apart of the learning process. Teachers are given scripts to teach their students and there are even scripts telling us what the kids should say. We are often expected to teach to the lowest common denominator of learning and proficiency on a state test determines one’s success.

    The kids no longer learn how to find their own talents, develop a love of art, music, science, or history because there is no time. If someone does not do well, they are immediately labeled and put in a low group or high group. If one fails, that’s it. There is no time to practice. That skill is never developed because it is just too late for the “test.” On the other side, someone who gets it quickly-the simple right answer-is applauded. They are not learning to work towards a goal.

    I think some of what you are seeing lately could be related. For the most part, we do not encourage kids to create but rather fill in a worksheet and call it a day.

    I definitely fight this every day in education and will quit before I am forced to do otherwise.

    Anyways, I am off on a tangent. But we could be seeing the first effects of what has been going on in education for the past 15 or so years.

  3. Cindy on said:

    “Mediocrity is the foe of excellence”…

  4. Elisa on said:

    Great article! Definitely worthy of a bookmark…..

  5. Anonymous on said:

    I saw a listing the other day, for some new work. Within the listing, it specifically stated that the accompanist was requested music with chords written in, and “nothing too difficult.” I wrote them, “No. I’m a real singer. Get a real pianist.” Now, I can sympathize with any accompanist playing auditions for twelve hours a day, but this just went too far.

  6. Steve C. on said:

    Well put!

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