This will slow down my writing:
I used to play the piano a lot growing up, but finally ran out of time for it when the kids arrived. They took lessons for a while but were never especially interested, so the old piano (which had been in the family since I was a kid and had seen better days) went to piano heaven.
I got to be pretty good in high school, but I never had the drive to get any further than pretty good. Now, we’ll see.
The music in the photo is the Arietta from Beethoven’s Opus 111 piano sonata. I am showing off–I can’t play the thing. Yet. Or maybe ever–it offers technical challenges that my fingers may not be up to.
While we’re on the subject, here’s a quick plug for my novel Summit, in which I get to imagine what it’s like to be a brilliant (and eccentric) classical pianist, in the mold of Glenn Gould.
Richard Bowker 
So when did you buy a piano? One of the first things I did after moving to LA was to buy a piano.
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Couple of weeks ago. It was too heavy for Santa’s sleigh, so he sent it on ahead.
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When I first started playing again, I found a lot of the muscle memory was still there. However, I wouldn’t advise one of the late sonatas as an intro. Why not the slow movement from the pathetique? In any event when I get there I’ll start you on Bach, the partitas and the Goldberg.
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The slow movement from the pathetique is already in the ol’ repertoire. The Opus 111 is a stretch goal. Haven’t tried Bach yet, except the easy C major prelude from Book 1 of the Well-Tempered Clavier.
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I was about to write a post on how we got our current piano. But wait a sec, didn’t I already do that? Indeed, I did. Here’s the link: http://calherewecome.com/2017/07/24/my-piano/
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I stand ready to accompany you on the timpani. Just say the word.
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Bring ’em over and let’s do this.
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