When you share your bed with a piano...

Couldn't we just call it a life long love affair?

Really? Seriously? Pictures?

Not me, but wouldn't you be a piano addict if you would do such a thing?

When it hits you that one hour practice each day = not enough so you decide to retire from a six figure job five years early.

Ha ha. Yeah, I've become a bit obsessed, too. I'm just trying to keep it under control so it doesn't interfere with school too much (it certainly is to some degree now).

Well, I just wondered. Back when I was a bagpiper I would sometimes sleep with my pipes in a strange place. The bag tucked under your arm feels like a nice little warm animal after all. But a piano? A bit bony perhaps?

Let's say... not only before having a coffee... but even before putting on your slippers in the middle of winter... You just have to run to your piano as you are...

As a 70 year old piano player who has been playing since I was 10 years old, I can tell you that the feeling never goes away.

It is still an awesome thing to be able to make music at any level. I'm not sure there is anything quite like it. I've tried to explain it to people or find analogies and have not been able to.

I quit discussing it with most people because they couldn't care less and can't understand.

Sometimes it feels like the music is already in the piano and all I have to do is move my fingers on the keys to release it into the world. Not sure how to explain what I mean there, but, the thrill never goes away.

Making music is an awesome thing.

An addict here!

I'm glad i'm not the only one.

When your boyfriend talks to you, but you don't even hear what he's saying until he says "stop thinking about piano and listen". And even then you only start to listen because you heard the word "piano".

I still have no idea what he was saying, as he's sulking now.

LOL @ Toastie...

...when everything you think or say turns into whatever song your working on at the moment and you keep trying to sing it in key....

Yes, I often start to sing whatever I'm saying to the tune of whatever I'm working on - this must make me seem completely deranged. Do you find yourself hearing the piece in your head? This happens when I'm falling asleep, but also when I'm walking around and I end up walking in time to my imaginary music.

Giving your beloved piano a name.

What's its name? What's its name? We need to know this now...

this is kind of funny.

My students asked me if i had named the piano (It's an Estonia, and at one time i thought I should name it Stone). I told them that, then that i never referred to it by name, just 'the piano'. the little girl said - you could call it 'dusty!

she's adorable.

... when you've been a staunch fan of the same NFL team since 1963, you DVR'd their game today and still don't know how it turned out, and after coming home from an orchestra performance in the afternoon, you sit down at the piano and can't stop playing... even not knowing how the football team did.

Toastie, I hear you! I'm the same but worse.

Q: Do you want to watch a movie?
A: No. Need to practice.
Q Do you want to go to Jazz?
A: No, I enjoy playing more than watching others play.
Q: Do you..
A: No! Go to the room. I need to concentrate at the piano!

Toastie, I hear you! I'm the same but worse.

Q: Do you want to watch a movie?
A: No. Need to practice.
Q Do you want to go to Jazz?
A: No, I enjoy playing more than watching others play.
Q: Do you..
A: No! Go to the room. I need to concentrate at the piano!

That's what Michelangelo said about stone...that every block of stone had a scupture inside it, and the artist's job was to bring it out.



I find it inspiring to hear you say that playing has been and continues to be such a life long inspiration and joy for you! I started late, but hope to follow that sort of enthusiastic path!

When on a walk to wherever, you keep tapping your thumb to the rest of your fingers in your hand to simulate playing piano and you hear beautiful piano song in your head.

When you start to go to work 45 minutes early every morning because there's a really nice piano there and you can play it when there's no one around.

When you are two hours into a Texas Hold 'em poker tournament, grinding away while listenting to Beethoven's Appassionata on your pod-ears, and you decide to shove "all-in" on the next hand no matter what....mainly because if you lose, who cares... the alternative, going home to play the piano, sounds like a great idea.

H ha ha..love these! When your Piano is an old overdamped instrument who is a "he" and you love him with a passion and have researched some of his history and he is a friend.
Pianos are the most beautiful magical instruments ever.

...you have set things up so that you can practice even if there is a power outage (I have a long cord that goes into the garage, and plugs into an inverter which is plugged into the car. Works great, because with headphones my Yamaha P90 only draws four watts.

When someone say you need to exercise you immediately think of scales and arpeggios.

When someone buys your keyboard (which you hate) and you have a little freak out, because this means you won't be able to play at weekends for a few weeks as you are currently relying on the piano at work until you get your own.

...when piano is THE reason why you get up in the morning...

When its 3 or 4 am and instead of trying to get back to sleep. I'll play till the sunrises.

When you sometimes sit beside your piano just admiring it, or when you pat your piano lightly before or after playing, appreciating it like a friend or pet.