Reminds Me Of All Those Lunch Hours I Used To Sneak Into The High School Auditorium And Play The Grand

Reminds me of all those lunch hours I used to sneak into the high school auditorium and play the grand in the wings. And then later, at university, sneaking into the recital hall after hours to find, on occasion, a grand that wasn't locked up. A locked piano is heresy and pure evil.

yama-bato:

By: Timothy Fuss

Piano_7682

All scores should contain a topography.

methsoradden:

Concert for Piano and Orchestra, 1958, Cubierta, hoja de instrucciones y páginas

If freckles could be mapped onto staff paper...

lushlight:

dunaewa:

(via ilikewhatyousee)

This is a graffito I can get behind. In front of, too. And is that a dilapidated piano on the ground below? An upright left too long beneath the raw elements? Or is it just a bench? I don't know.

I'd need a closer look at this score to see how it would adapt to piano performance. My best is it would adapt very well. Perhaps for 4 (or 6) hands.

That is a piano all right. Saw duty not just in that N.D. church, I'll wager, but along other routes less civil but more civilized as well. Some forensic examination of the wood would be instructive. I'll bet there's blood (and much else) on there. Spat a tat tat. The cat in the hat. Play it like that.

yama-bato:

Brooks Jensen

Waldorf, 2008 This piano is from an old church in North Dakota. Now a remnant of an age long gone, the music may be silent but the ornate workwork is still a beauty to behold.