Playing piano alone

Ever since I was a child, I was always intrigued with a very specific musical instrument. The grand piano, it had cost him fifty thousand dollars and he would tune it twice a year. As I grew up I realized that no one really ever cared for instruments, with most never actually picking up an instrument. This made me feel different, almost special as whenever I showed someone that I could play the piano, they always told me how fabulous and difficult piano was. I got to the point to wear my fingers could fly across the ivory keys of the piano making up songs left and right as I played. Most of my songs were half-baked and just actually a little nice melody. But to me, it showed the number of hours I put into practice every day.

But this would have never happened if it wasn’t for my great-uncle. He played a magnificent song called Gioachino Antonio Rossini on the piano, and I watched him play the song with jumping chords and progressions. I knew that I wanted to play piano just like him. I practiced for many years and came to a conclusion. Not many people played piano, or any instrument for that matter. I couldn’t talk to any of my friends about how I made a new song, or how I learned how to play a broken cord. And this really affected me as a kid. I wanted to talk about how much fun the piano was, but none of my friends understood or even wanted to listen to me talk about it.

So whenever I saw my great uncle, I would constantly ask him if I could play his grand piano, which I later learned that the piano was worth eighty-thousand dollars. When he passed away, I wanted his piano more than anything, not knowing how much it cost. Of course, I didn’t ask for it, as I wasn’t even his actual nephew. As I watched them sell the piano, I realized that it was the last piece of my Uncle Paul I would ever see again. But the one thing that I would keep with me was his always congratulating me whenever I learned how to play a song. And when I last saw him when I was 13, It meant the world to me. I’ve also been told that he worked with Billy Joel a couple of times. Which in itself is a pretty impressive feat. I would always ask him to play songs on the piano and would watch with reverence as his fingers danced along the ivory keys. This changed how I looked at piano, and how I wanted to go forward with playing the piano. I decided that I wanted to do just as well as he did, so even though Im self-taught, I am still trying my hardest to learn Piano.

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