I took lessons. I participated in recitals. I remember taking lessons, at eight years of age, sitting next to a pretty high school. She wore a form fitting sweater and skirt, saddle shoes and short socks. She smelled good. Of course, she was pretty. I couldn’t concentrate. I tried, I really did. Eventually my Mom let off the hook. Money was tight. Thank goodness. But, I appreciate music and almost mystical creations of the ancient elites.
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What was the history of the piano by chance?
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You know, I didn’t bother to look. It was in an old warehouse belonging to Pendleton Woolen Mills in Portland.
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I absolutely love the sound of piano’s, I keep trying to learn Yann Tiersen’s melodies but he’s too talented! 😀 Lovely picture, the rustic keys make it seem so old!
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Thank goodnes your mom let you off the hook! Beautiful photo!
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Ha! Thank you ver much.
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