Today Alex showed me how to play moonlight sonata. The right way... Alex is a girl in my piano class. A really outgoing, theatre girl at that.
I was in my sanctuary... (A dirty back room full of dust, grafiti, violens, music stands, broken keyboards, a broken desk, and a single... light brown upright piano in the dark corner of the room.) Everything is clashed together, it is like a piece of art made by people of all kinds, wanting to leave a piece of history there. I put a "C" on the piano with my pencil. A small C on a place where the wood was chipped off.
Anyway. Alex played Moonlight Sonata for me as I told her about Cherry. (My cherry wood, almost 130 year old, upright piano with bad tuning) She said, "At least you have a piano at home to practice with..."
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She said she didn't own one at home, but she wished she did. Alex told me the reason why she has been playing the same song (Moonlight Sonata) the whole year. She can't read music, she has no piano at home, and she only gets a 45 minute period to play everyday.
Alex let me borrow her piano book for the night ...
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]-Angel-Of-Roses-[ · Thu Feb 09, 2006 @ 08:04pm · 0 Comments |