To my surprise, the absence of my beloved has meant more action than rest. There's been Nt-delegated errands to run, an unhealthy number of solo-painting projects to complete, hours at Ugly Mugs to maintain my conversation skills & endless research on alternate forms of overseas transportation.
So, all that to say, I have been slow to share with you the newest edition to Porter Rd. Newer, even, than Ethel [who is doing just fine. I'm simply in a state of color-choice-paralysis]
We are now the proud borrowers of this sweet piano. She is in our care till a bigger space is available to her owners, and I'm overjoyed.
There's no holding me back now - "Born Free" & "Song From M-A-S-H" will once again flow from my fingers!
You think I'm joking? Oh, my friends.... How little you know me...
I do feel a small celebratory concert may have to take place upon Nate's triumphant return. A little rendition of some favorites, if you will.
I hope he enjoys 80's movie-theme classics. It's what I do best.
"Flashdance" played on piano is really quite something.
If only I could remember which keys are which & how to make my fingers hit them at the right time. RU-STY!