one fake homeless person at a time.
18 September 2009
Under cover of bright sunshine
I let myself into church today (sh-h-h-h-h) to play the new (though borrowed) electric piano. Have been curious as to it's playability, sound, versatility -- yet shy (and here's where the hermit part comes in) about playing with humankind around to listen. Other than convincing me that acoustic pianos rock like the Hindenberg, my visit was uneventful. Another technical "wonder" bites the dust in my book. But I'm just one......
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