For art and science cannot exist but in minutely organized particulars- Blake
I have a daughter who is smarter than the person who invented whipped cream. (she took after her mama) played the clarinet. First chair, private lessons, state band, went to the big city to play in their youth symphony, music scholarship, perfect fundamentals. Went on to medical school, became a doctor and hasn't played her clarinet for years.
She plays music without flaw playing with precision, but never played for the joy of playing; she played to perfect her skills. Is she is a musician?
I on the other hand would die ( well, maybe not die, but would give up whipped cream) to be able to play an instrument. tone death to an absolute. In the second grade my teacher took me aside and said Tim, why don't you just mouth the words and don't sing. I have not sang in public since that day. But do I love to sing and drive my wife crazy with my singing. Am I a musician?
Neither of us will great musicians for different reasons. I will never be a competent musician. I will always be a terrible musician. She will always play immeasurably better than I ever possible will be able.
Art is heart, but without the particulars, you may well have a wife who tells you to shut up, but what the hey, I keep singing anyway.