For the most part, pianos are female to me. Sometimes they're dykes, and they're always good fun.
For the most part, pianos are female to me. Sometimes they're dykes, and they're always good fun.
A strange thing has happened -- while all the other arts were born naked, this, the youngest, has been born fully-clothed. It can say everything before it has anything to say. It is as if the savage tribe, instead of finding two bars of iron to play with, had found scattering the seashore fiddles, flutes, saxophones, trumpets, grand pianos by Erhard and Bechstein, and had begun with incredible energy, but without knowing a note of music, to hammer and thump upon them all at the same time.
Plus, there were so many pianos in my house, so I couldn't really avoid it.
The music was born on the pianos of the front parlor of the brothels.
I wish the government would put a tax on pianos for the incompetent.
No other acoustic instrument can match the piano's expressive range, and no electric instrument can match its mystery.
Girls are like pianos. When they're not upright, they're grand.
It was a very odd household, because the grandmothers were so different. Both of them had their own pianos. So it would be duelling pianos by grandmothers.
Pianos tend to get better as they age, the more you play them. They grow into their sound.
Writing in 120 degree temperatures in the garage that became their rehearsal room provided a suitably intense hot-housing effect. And when they couldn't get into the garage they'd use Ronnie's spymaster knowledge to gain mid-night access to the facilities available at his University's music school. There was about 2000 sq ft of luxurious practice space complete with drum sets, marimbas, cymbals, pianos etc So, for about a month or two we lugged a Marshall to sing out of, a Deville to play the axe through, a Bassman for the keyboard, a bass cabinet for Mark and I used the UNLV pep drum band set, ... Though I'd like to make clear that no instruments were mistreated during this time as we are, and continue to be, respectful, professional and, last but not least, resourceful musicians.
If you play the very subtle jazz tunes with acoustic pianos, acoustic bass and it's a dead standard, you are going to play very differently. It depends on the music.
Baldwin is sort of getting to be a bit funny. I don't know what happened, but a few years ago they suddenly went bankrupt and Gibson bought the whole outfit. Since then they haven't seemed to be doing an awfully good job of providing pianos.
I think it would be better if nobody owned anything, but they didn't starve. Had enough paint and enough pianos and everything else.
The temper of chums, the love of your wife, and a new piano's tune --
Which of the three will you trust at the end of an Indian June?
I've had grand pianos that are more expensive than, like, a year's worth of rent.
Usually I can hear the pianos, the saxophone, and usually I can hear Ronnie. But I really need to listen to Keith and Mick. The rest of the band is sort of an embellishment to that.
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