I didn't know anything about
the cost of the instrument, prices, where I could buy one, etc. Just
figured I could buy one just like any other guitar, banjo, whatever.
Wrong again.
First, these are not cheap
instruments to own. In searching on eBay and several online Japanese
sites, I never saw one that was fully functional for less than $900
plus shipping—usually from Japan! I was only interested in sangens,
not the Okinawan sanshins with the snake skinned drums. Japanese
sangens have drums of cat or dog skin for the most part and are very
expensive compared to their Okinawan brothers.
High quality sangens go for
$1,500-$6,000. Wow! Not chump change. Hey, I can get a decent
electric guitar for well under $500! What's the deal here?! But it is
what it is.
Timing is everything. When I
became interested in purchasing a sangen, a reasonable-priced one
showed up on eBay. It was used with average quality wood, but with a
new dog skin ($400 to replace the skin!) and fully functional with
the accessories needed to play (bachi—plectrum; koma—bridge;
ito—spare strings; doukake—cover on top of drum; and
yubikake—finger sack for left hand to slide along the neck).
A deal was struck and the
sangen was on its way to my home. Of course, during this time I was
valiantly searching the web every day for shamisen instruction, music
books, video instruction, anything—confident that I would find what
I needed to begin to learn the instrument.
No deal. Nothing out there.
Well, there was some, but it was in Japanese, not in English. Here I
was, just purchased a $600, three-stringed instrument with no way to
learn how to play it. Time for Plan B.
Plan B was looking for an
instructor where I lived, a large metropolitan city of two million
plus. Again, piece of cake. This city is Huge. I'm sure to find
plenty of teachers—at least within the confines of the Japanese
community. Again, busted!
As I noted in the blog
introduction, a miracle did happen for me. After scouring every
community and university resource associated with the Japanese
culture, I was able to find only one teacher in the entire city AND
county—and she lived less than 10 minutes away. I could not believe
my good fortune.
If this teacher were not
available, I was going to have to travel 120 miles to a larger city
for weekly lessons. Not an appetising choice but one I would have to
live with if I wanted to learn the instrument. But as I said, I was
fortunate. She was accepting students. Arrangements were made for my
first lesson.
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