Once upon a time, there were four young lads and one older guy and they played the blues together and called themselves the Rollin' Stones after they'd been Little boy blue and the blue boys. They played the blues so well and they got a recording contract because of a Scouser called George. All they wanted to do was play the blues and turn everyone onto the music of these strange, unheard of black men that weren't allowed into resturants or had to give up seats on buses in their own country. They filled their first three albums with covers {and in those far off days an album had 13 or 14 songs on it} then it occurred to them that they needed their own songwriting identity because they couldn't keep on playing the blues and besides their Beatle~y, Who~y Kink~y rivals wrote most of their own stuff. Even the Dave Clark 5 and the Hollies were writing most of their own material and some of the Stones thought those two were lame.
So......they had a go and discovered after a few crummy starts that they could write good songs. And they never looked back. And they got rich. 46 years on, they're still writing songs. And they've done lots of other worthwhile things too.
The End.
ElenaHouse, as is often the case with your entries here, the piano playing is a delight.
However, I'm going to say what I often do to you.
Write some songs !
But for me personally, I find it hard to be a virtuoso playing multiple instruments.