You know what I'd really like for a gift? Some time with a really excellent piano, just to play for awhile, alone, no pressure-
I am so weary of keyboards and crappy instruments- I mean, I don't mind (particularly when I'm being paid) but there is nothing like the joy I experience playing a wonderful, in tune, instrument.
Sometimes listening to NPR, I get all weepy thinking about it. I really miss playing for pleasure. Playing what I want. Riffing on a tune, all that.
Gimme a big old Steinway grand, all wood, made fifty years ago and well-maintained. Yeah!
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that's very cool- I'm glad it inspired you-
send me your email address, okay? I know a guy locally who is honest and very good at fixing pianos-
shannp@sprynet.com
'Twould, though, be much more difficult to ship the piano than purchase one of the poetry books from your list...!
t'is true! But it never hurts to let your dreams be known- at the non-profit artist-run gallery where I am a member, we need an elevator to use the 2nd floor- when someone asks, I tell them why we can't use it and mention if they would donate the funds for an elevator, we'd be happy to name it after them- I sincerely believe one of these days someone will pull out a check and give it to us on the spot!
Pollyshanna
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