The man's Mom does the new baby grand every justice. Her fingers fly across the keys in fluid, emotive interpretations of sonatas and all classical pieces. In her hands, the piano is moulded to a beautiful character and came to life. She's a trained pianist, and better disciplined than I am.
As much as I love the antique Ibach with its well-rounded mid-range notes, I admit it doesn't possess the mesmerizing sonorous quality of a Steinway. I've been playing on a Steinway concert grand ALOT over the last 2 months, seeing I was given a free rein over those 2 particular beauties. But I can't, in good conscience say I do this piano justice. My scales are messy. I still trip over them every time, without fail. Classical and exam pieces drive me crazy. Being able to play them doesn't mean I feel anything for the genre. There isn't an ounce of passion in there.
I started on the first 3 pages of 'Rondo alla Turca' and gave up. The first full-length piece I played on the new piano was 'Autumn Leaves'. Then I went on to 'My Funny Valentine'. Much much easier on the ear. And I've gotten lazy to flip physical scores. Since I play 'pop piano', I buy digital scores and download them into the iPad. Wieeeee! So easy to literally thumb through or automate the flipping!
4 comments:
awesome piano(s) and awesome that the mom still has the touch! and you too!
tuti: she plays daily! i play ummm.....as and when. muahahhaha.
I'm at PR with the boys every weekend and I have been standing outside the new shop there, drooling every time but a grand deserve a place like yours where it's caressed daily!
supercoati: it's a very visual thing. go stand there some more and i guarantee you'll be tempted. VERY TEMPTED. the man's mom wasn't that tempted till the new gallery opened and a whole horde of Steinways staring back at her. She gave in after a couple of weeks. MUAHAHAHHAHA.
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