When I was a kid
I wanted to learn how
to play the piano,
but my parents couldn’t
afford to buy me a
a whole piano,
but they did get me the
piano stool.
So, mostly,
I practiced my posture.
***
But you know what?
I was good.
part II
And some-times, as I
would sit there on the piano stool,
I would dream of going
living in the 1920s.
***
If I could only go back in time,
then I could fulfill my destiny
of becoming a
tin-pan alley songwriter.”
***
And if I was lucky, and
I worked hard at my craft,
maybe I could get the
great Rudy Vallee
to sing my new hit song,
“Strawberry Fields Forever”
t r e f o l o g y 
Love it! Same story, only I got an accordion. Same deal. I have perfect posture.
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Bravo! We with good posture must band together and not form a band.
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I’m ready! lol
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The Postures, is not a bad name for a band, now that I think about it.
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lol
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A non-marching band?
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Posture is important, so not a bad deal, really.
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And yet, my posture was booed at Carnegie Hall. Or, maybe it was that I was in the front row and wouldn’t sit down.
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Ha!
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Who wants a crappy piano stool?
(Someone needs to kick Steinway’s ass!)
Do they make Poo-Pourri for pianos?
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Gracious!
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C—noted.
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Tracked.
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Your story got me keyed up.
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Ahh, OK, now I get it. I know, earlier, I said, ‘tracked’, but I just didn’t want you to think I wasn’t up on the latest neologism.
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It’s cool. You were in the game by laying down a music track.👌🏼
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If only my mom would have done that for me! She teaches piano.
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I sometimes wonder whatever became of my old piano teacher, Mrs. Johnson. A nice lady, but I just didn’t have any interest in learning classical piano.
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I enjoyed playing but I didn’t want to learn from my mom…lol My mom is still teaching at 79 years old. Have a great weekend!
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That is terrific! Thanks, D.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2 and commented:
Good one, tref.
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Thanks, David
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How do you get to Carnegie Hall?
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Practice, practice, practice, my lock picking skills
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😊
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And you grew up to be a world-class piantomimer?
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Hah! Now that is the title.
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Cracked me Up!! I thought this was going to lead to the Bar!! Ha! Good to see you!
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Thank you, Mr. Reluctant
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Cheers, TRP!
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I spent hours on the revolving piano stool and never once touched the keys.
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Hah!
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Posture perfect Trev / Composed himself on a stool / E G B D F
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We had a piano and a piano bench. I’ve been playing the piano for over 50 years and still have lousy posture.
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Funny! At least you kept playing. I enjoyed your post, too, and should have followed, but I will correct that now. Thanks for reading. Edit: I don’t see a follow button but I saved the site nevertheless.
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