I love the piano. It makes me want to take a music theory class. Because I only have one innate art talent, writing - perhaps, I can try to describe it, but I can't play. Oh, I wish! There is never enough time. The piano takes your body and soul across "keyscapes" the way a drummer bounces between cracked timbres. He practically is the sound. Watching him make music is like imagining the piano's rippling chords. You hear it and are gone to a memory or a picture.
