Holy cow, I wrote a book!
Last year, a request was sent out to a social mailing list
that went something like this:
My girlfriend is coming to visit for a week, and she's a pianist.
Does anybody have a piano they would be willing to let her practice
on while she's here?
I offered the piano in my living room and gave him the key to my house.
I came home one day to hear the house filled with the resonant
chords of a Beethoven piano sonata.
You can have all the recordings you want.
There's nothing like experiencing music played live
right in front of you.
The music fills your body in a way recordings simply are not
capable of reproducing.
Everyone should have a house pianist.
(The wife of one of my relatives has a degree in piano performance.
He doesn't know how good he's got it.
It's also her birthday today.