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Everything piano, from soup to nuts..
I'm practically a fixture in Fresno, having arrived here from the Big Apple in 1979. Culture shock at first, yes, but then acclimation to the pulse of life in the Valley. Lots of opportunities to perform, teach and grow over decades. Pace of life is slower than over in the East Bay where I have my second piano studio, but I welcome the weekly fresh air break, and a trip north to rejuvenate me.
For the past 4 or so months, I've been blogging at Wordpress, embedding you tube videos in humor filled writings. I can't stay serious for too long. My manuscript, DREAM PIANO has been featured in my blogs, and the starring character is Connell York, 83 year old piano tuner who speaks in his Oklahoman vernacular, while I tend to be pedantic, precise, punctuated, and very East Coast. "York" joins me for numerous piano adventures that are zanier that what the three stooges combined would concoct.
Picture a nose dive beneath a grand piano looking for money sandwiched into a tiny space between the wooden crossbars, or how about a funeral for a cracked plate (the one that bears a ton of pressure when holding the strings) The plate died and had a touching ceremony. The owner of the unfortunate piano whose harp was mortally injured hailed from Fresno and dared to buy an antique piano, sight unseen on the Internet. Yes, she saw the piano on a computer monitor, but never laid hands on it. It merited a buyer beware warning/ Caveat Emptor!
The whole ordeal was captured at my blog site with innumerable attached photos of the plate in full view, supported by two wooden horses. It was like the capitol rotunda offering the final send off for a senator or even President.
Read Funeral for a Cracked Plate:
Footnote to above blog: The CEO of A-440 pianos inc. who sold the damsel in distress her lemon of a piano, pleaded guilty to illegally smuggling ivory into the US.. Guess where the ivory went??
Another blog of interest: The Little Knightingale. "Caroline" of Fresno (the Bluffs to be precise) puts her little British Knight piano up for adoption despite her strong emotional attachment to it. The why of her decision haunts the reader, nearly to the end.. but just in the nick of time, psychological layers are peeled away and there's a revelation.