Spring Piano 1994 by Bones42 published on 2021-12-29T05:03:53Z Recorded in a friends apt. Second Avenue. Spring 1994 It was rare to find a piano. Never mind a good one. I've little training, do not read music, don't know songs, but since a child would go into a private world with the keys. They would take me. We liked listening to each other, playing together, I felt. The key word I like to support for others if asking me about music is one word. Something we don't do enough of, or forget. PLAY. Most my adult life, I've not had access to 88s. I'd rent out practice rooms at the Y for a couple of years, after work, just to get my hands on them. Even those in bad shape or out of tune would intrigue me. Sad to say, it's been years since this recording that I've had access to a piano and played. Most friends know not that I play piano at all. Not sure I do, but privately, for myself, it's been a good friend. Time to share a tiny portion? My hat and honor is off to real musicians, who dedicate their lives to the discipline daily, and feed the muse and dare to earn a living at it. Thank you! This is a 90 minute tape I made in 1994, brief selections from sometimes were hours of explorations. Loads of imperfections and meanderings. Some sections I love, some is too much scatter, but here is side A of that cassette tape, the first half of what was arising that Spring. I may try to improve the sound quality and re-release it someday with Side B. gratitude, www.anthonydonovan.com (photo is of my niece, Lia, long ago)
