I’m listening to James Blunt right now. And a little John Mayer. Not on the radio, but in my living room. Calvin has been on a piano kick since we took down the Christmas tree and hooked up the digital piano in its place. He hasn’t really played since he stopped taking lessons 3 years ago, but the way he’s playing this week it’s as if he never quit.
We moved the piano overseas with us because we hoped he would continue to practice/play, but this past year he was busy learning to play the guitar and saxophone (his school band instrument). Since we moved to Bahrain this summer our piano hasn’t been working (fell victim to a 220 power surge) and I was afraid it might be fried, but Josh the amazing handyman/electrician/fixer of all things went and bought a new power source, rewired it, and it works perfectly now.
Calvin has been looking up music (he likes to play by chords, like you would play a guitar) on the iPad, propping it on the music stand instead of sheet music, and playing and singing all of his favorite songs. It makes me happy, especially because he sounds good. It’s much more soothing than listening to him practice the saxophone.
“So you’ve had a bad day . . .” No, it’s actually a pretty good day. Especially when you’re playing. Keep making music, baby.