It's fall. The leaves fell by our windows. And it's time for the digital piano to retire back to its place in the basement. So, as a deeply sloppy ode to autumn, and a gift to Courtney (so she needn't tolerate this noodly nonsense from me every time a show cuts to commercial), a little improvisation that begins on the changes to "Autumn Leaves".
Wonderful, Ethan. You've still got it! It has a beautifully introspective quality to it, very tender, yet totally in your control. You sound like a professional; it really has that element of mastery to it. One of my favorites of your improvs - perhaps my absolute favorite!
ReplyDeleteDaddy playing the piano in the bedroom. I *like* Daddy! Do you think that thing there is a monster? (pointing to the tuxedo hanging on the wall.) Mama, if you were sleeping and somebody started playing the piano, you would WAKE UP.
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