I was ignoring my piano and not taking it very seriously. This isn’t good. I went through a lot of struggles to have my lovely console piano. I bought it with a small inheritance I received, then it made the journey to Bloomsburg. For a long time it was ignored and it was shoved into a corner of a messy room. How could I play it, surrounded by piles of loose paper? At a certain point the decision was made to move it to the place of honor it deserves–in the living room. The floor in there is made of a rich and beautifully-colored wood; my piano looks as if it grew right there, out of the floor.To get myself into the frame of mind needed to practice a lot I ordered, through Amazon, a huge, “easy piano” collection of songs; included are show music, early rock, and a lot of other great music. So now I’m playing again.
There’s a song that means a lot to me. It’s “The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face” written and recorded by Roberta Flack. It always makes me think of the first weeks when I met Peter–very tender. This song’s in the new piano book I bought.
Also: I like a lot of show music, especially from Guys and Dolls and The King and I. I’m getting the feeling that I’ve written about “Hello, Young Lovers” before. Oh well. It’s a beautiful song that reflects the character of Anna who comes to Siam to be a tutor to the king’s children. She lost her husband–but she’s not bitter–she’s doing a good job, raising her son–and is a strong female presence in the play/movie. In all of the movies and TV shows I’ve watched, Anna is one of my most respected figures.
Also in the new book is “Yesterday.” Again, I’m getting deja vu. So I’ll just say that it marked a time when my mother was recovering from the loss of my father. As she was feeling better, it made me feel better also.
I have a piano book that has all the Eagles’ music and I bought this book because one of Peter’s favorite songs is “Desperado.” It refers back to the time when Peter was very young, growing up in Philadelphia, and found the most incredibly zany and creative group of friends to hang out with. One of these guys, named Tony, was Peter’s best friend, died from alcoholism, and fits the description of the desperado.
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