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WHAT I LEARN FROM LIFTING & PLAYING

Month: June, 2018

HARD AND SOFT

A very drunk woman said the nicest thing.

 

“His body is so hard but his touch on the piano is so soft.”

 

And just like that, I found the way back to myself, realizing that I can be many things at one time.

 

I can be assertive, but act kindly.

 

I can be independent, but express vulnerability.

 

I can be intuitive, but think rationally.

 

I can be courageous, but be humble.

 

I can be grateful, but have pride.

 

I can be loud, but always listen, quietly.

 

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AIN’T MISBEHAVING

When he asked if I knew any Fats Waller, I responded with Ain’t Misbehaving in a slow sexy swing, the way I imagined a burlesque dancer would sing the tune.

“Oh, that’s different … but I guess I’m kinda ok with it,” was his critical reaction.

I just shrugged and finished playing.

I ain’t misbehaving, or sassing back.

I’m just saving all my love for more important things.

SPEAK LOW

When she got off the elevator, she went straight to the bathroom.

What I found out later is that she went to the bathroom to cry.

Which made it look like I had said something completely awful to her.

Truthfully, I could have said it in a much nicer way; to not lean over the piano lid In the nook of the instrument when I’m working.

But instead, I said, “Don’t stand there because you are neither a bass player nor a singer.”

Lesson learnt.

And I apologize in advance for this and any other unkind words I might say for the remainder of competition prep.

BITING THE BULLET

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REMEMBER ME

I felt bad when she asked if I remembered her.

 

But when she said that we had met 4 years ago and she had never been back until now, I grew irritated.

 

It is completely presumptuous, I thought, to expect me to remember everyone I meet.

 

Especially, when in my mind, this particular lady was in no way outstanding, in looks, in song request or generosity to my tip jar.

 

I kept my feelings to myself, and told her that it was a pleasure to run into her again.

 

And then counted the amazing number of ways in which I am remembered.