Reacquainted

Last weekend I was reacquainted with an old friend, a dear, dear old friend with 88 beautiful key.

The richness of ivory and wood may be ousted by the inauthenticity of plastic, but nevertheless, when I stand at the window and put my headphones on, my fingers dance me to another place.

Thank you odd repair-man Armen, for turning a broken and abandoned set of keys into a vehicle that once again carries me into a joyous world.

As I'm still lacking a sheet music stand and a table of the appropriate height, playing requires standing, and reading music requires hunching. My latest endeavor has been figuring out how to play the beautiful, simple, and elegant songs Yann Tiersen wrote for the movie Amelie.

I have even been able to share my new piano with friends. Victor is rockin out - totally in his own world. Love it!