Sunday, September 5, 2010
How I Became A Pianist
On my birthday-July 11, 1940 - I woke up to a tiny "toy" piano at the foot of my bed. It had no more than a two octave compass, but with real keys, black & white-It was quite GRAND-I was enchanted to find that when you touched a key it made the music of a single tone. Touch the next key, you were on the infinite highway of music, going, it seemed to me, into another world. My Grandmother taught me that with just 3 keys I could play the opening of Paderewski's famous Minuet (my favorite Victrola recording) I played those three keys (D-C-B) in the pattern I had heard so often (D-D-C-D-C-B-C=B-B) and heard the same tune as came out of the Victrola. It was love. At that moment, I became a pianist.