I’ve been having such amazing visits with a baby grand in North Chattanooga lately… Such a different experience from playing a 100-year-old upright, and it brings out totally different music from me. Most people around here don’t even associate me with a piano–Heck! I certainly don’t talk about myself as a pianist. Never totally developed that identity, I suppose. But still, it’s one of my happiest places, to be sitting at a piano with unlimited time to explore all the sounds and patterns of chords and notes. Although the dulcimer is my true love, the piano is the thread of continuity that ties me back to my 4-year-old self. How mysterious the keyboard must’ve seemed to me at that time, and how wonderful that I still find mystery in it today. But most of all, as always, I find joy.
Here’s a video of the Esbjorn Svensson Trio, who make me feel like there could (or should!) someday be a jazz trio in my future. File this one under “inspiration.”