Woohoo! I had my first lesson in about 13 years last night. It would be hard to call me a comeback player as I only played for a year way back in the late 90s. I had one of those 'turning 40' moments and realised how much I wished I'd kept playing, even if I was a late starter then. When I had a day off work and got to take my kids to their piano lessons (the parents sit in and help in a group lesson) and I saw how much they're learning I was totally inspired and determined not to let any more time go by. So, I'm a trumpet player again! I was all ready to crack into some jazz standards and show off where I've gotten up to in my recent studies and practice, but, alas, my books stayed closed. Instead we spent an hour doing breathing exercises and long tones to really slot in and hear the pitch. My new teacher is very big on laying a solid foundation (and for me to un-learn some of the bad habits I might have picked up along the way). It's great to be learning again. Maybe next week I get to play like Miles .