I just took a three and a half our nap. Rather than feeling refreshed and vibrant, I still feel vair vair sleepy. I suspect that three and a half hours did not remedy my huge sleep debt I've been accumulating since August.
I know what will make me feel better.
Chopin.
I had a dream about music. I have dreams about music all the time, and I always have it bouncing around in my head. I just don't know how to put it down on paper, on two staffs.
Dearest, Craig had an inquiry for thee: Which Rhapsody are you playing?
Look at this! Maybe it would be worth purchasing a four hand book:
Or we can learn that duet from the Asian movie. I've actually always wanted to learn the third piece and the improv of the waltz. Have you seen it yet sweetheart?
I truly enjoy "Mr. Ice," the sleaze ball.
The movie is terrible. You want to know my favorite most terrible quote from it?
"Why do you play piano with one hand?"
"So I may hold your hand with the other!"
Take a peek at Jay's right hand during the Black Key Etude bit... It looks like a spider. I was taught to keep my hands curved and relaxed! I see a lot of Evgeny Kissin videos where his fingers are sticking straight up. Oops. I'm starting to realize perhaps this rule can be broken. Must consult Craig.
Okay okay okay. I'm going to go do homework and then I'll go practice piano for one hour at 9:30. Wrist pain no more, stinging finger/hand pain no more. Today I WILL finish Liebestraume and what Craig has asked me to play of the Revolutionary etude... and because it is already Wednesday, I really should work on that Inventio and Mozart! Prokofiev can wait, as charming as his pieces are.
And I will stick to this! Really! Nevermind that it is vair vair cold in my house... I'm considering purchasing one of those Costco packs of hand warmers.
OOFFF okay. Oh wait, you have a Journalism work night tonight! I'm awfully sorry that I can't come visit you but I know you'll forgive me. Especially after our wonderful piano date.
Except for the silly Kimball upright we were forced to play. Why can't our school purchase better pianos? My Schafer sounds better than that... but then it'll just be subjected to abuse. Did you see all the profanity carved into that thing? The deep grooves on the hammers? It's time that thing is tossed out, it's hit and missed its prime!
Goodbye dear.
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