EVERY student at BYU plays the piano.
Not all BYU students play the piano well.
Every BYU student THINKS they play the piano well enough to show off once in a while.
Get used to a whole lot of choppy John Schmidt and Fur Elise.
While there is merit in mastering the timeless instrument, BYU kids only dabble in piano enough so that when they are feeling awkward at a church social or house party they can sit down at a piano bench and whip out a solo to impress the previously-uninterested member of the opposite sex. If you are ever the target of this ploy, do not ask the faux piano player to play more than two songs. They do not know more than two, and you will have shunned their advances by requesting such a thing from them.
If you do not enjoy hearing the same standard tunes plunked on a piano, do not sit in the WILK Terrace. Every so often, a piano is placed conveniently (or sadistically—take your pick) in that area. BYU students see this piano as the perfect medium to send out their mating call. Girls and boys alike sit down and plug through Hymns, Canon in D, John Schmidt, Les Miserables, Fur Elise, Janice Kapp Perry, and anything else they had the patience to learn and memorize by ear. These students are sure that this public display of incredible talent will find them an eternal companion. Who wouldn’t want to strike up a conversation with an individual that is interrupting everyone’s lunch and study time with missing sharps and flats?
If you are curious as to how the entire BYU population learned to play the piano (sort of), please observe the following:
Boys serve missions. Really, did you think they were tracting ALL the time?
Girls take piano lessons. Mom, in an effort to raise a perfect future wife and homemaker, sent her daughter to the neighbors at age 5 to learn a finer skill. Too bad the neighbor was just a BYU alumni who graduated knowing two pieces and some hymns.
BYU students have roommates. BYU kids go to the first Sunday in their freshman ward, and are suddenly aware of just how talented, smart, and accomplished everyone else is. Quickly they beg their piano performance roommate to teach them a few things. The lessons only continue until the BYU student has found a NCMO or realized the value of an impressive pre-status major.
BYU students spend the first 18 years of their life in Primary, Young Womens/Mens, Seminary, Sacrament Meeting, Mutual. If they can’t play "Sweet Hour of Prayer," "If You Could Hie to Kolob," and “Abide With Me” by ear, they must’ve slept through adolescence.
Considering you are new to this culture, I recommend you find a piano and a YouTube tutorial quickly. You don’t want to be the only one without a mating call.