we're all in the mood for a melody

Last weekend, at the house I visited in Mississippi, there was a keyboard. I was startled - heaven knows why - by how clumsily I ran through some scales. It was as though I hadn't played for years, and of course I hadn't. This bothered me so much that I found a very inexpensive keyboard and brought it home this weekend. I can't get the volume as low as I'd like, so now I'm a bit worried that my neighbors will hear, and be annoyed by, the ineptly played scales.