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Find middle C, I told myself. I should be able to remember at least that. My fingers can find their way through a C+ scale. But I don’t remember how to do a D…
Find middle C, I told myself. I should be able to remember at least that. My fingers can find their way through a C+ scale. But I don’t remember how to do a D…
“How do you memorize a piece that is so long?” SmUGLY, the piano man smeared the humbleness across his lips. “You see, it’s a conversation.” As smug as he was…
Harsh, the fluorescents of the radiologist’s office; stiff, the small metal chairs; wrinkled, the suit worn by the concert pianist who waited to hear about his…
My fingertips lightly brush the ivory keys, waiting. They press down, hard, fumbling with an old but familiar tune. My fingers move clumsily about the keys…
Alexander slowly maneuvered between the tables and chairs until his shoe struck the low stage at the back of the bar. Stepping up, he made his way to the…
The smoke of cigarettes slipped between hushed voices and gentle clinks, punctuated by the splashing of liquid upon glass. He inhaled the atmosphere, tasting…
I was hovering over the large man’s shoulder, affixed on his lanky fingers playing friskily over the keys. It was a piece by Frederic Chopan called Etude Op…
“I think I just need some time to warm up.” She gulped and ran into the hallway. Sitting down at the practice piano she placed her trembling hands on the keys…
The club was full as David played the grand piano. His music only background noise to it’s patrons. He didn’t want to be here. He wanted to be in a studio…
My spidery fingers kneaded into the faded ivory keys, finally attaining soft yet melodious chords, practically silencing my left hand. Sprawled into various…
His long, lithe fingers skimmed the top of the glossy black surface, the dust swirling in the air as he breathed. The sunlight illuminated the instrument in an…
The day he told her he didn’t love her anymore, she finished her song. It always went like that, to tell the truth. She had written exactly as many songs as…
Even though Oliver’s a piano, like all partners he’s with a friend or two of mine. His most constant companion is my metrenome, Freddie. My friendship with…
Was I dreaming? Music played softly, ensnaring my senses like a fog of burning incense, tendrils of it gripping my brain. I was guided to a room where I…
To put a piano in a school, unguarded and unprotected, is to leave a lamb with lions, a fly with the spider, a fish with the shark. Unless watched by an angel…
The instrument was out of tune, the notes coming out as jarring imitations of their real beauty. Somehow it was fitting. As Robin idly pecked at the keys of…
I am aware he is a true master, un artiste véritable, un compositeur magnifique! He has done more for music than any other man in Paris. Mais, Mon dieu...…
Let me tell you about Sergei. He’s 6’1”, lean and muscular; his color is a beautiful reddish-brown and he is well-proportioned. We’ve been together for almost…
“Begin again.” The crone behind me lit a cigarette and eased back into her chair, rivaling its wrinkles with her own. I shut my eyes tightly and took a deep…
A deliveryman stood outside the elevator doors leaning on an oak upright piano. He took out the piece of paper that had the delivery address on it. The piano…