2:50 was the moment I was waiting for. I didn't know this until I heard it but I instantly knew it was brilliant. Everything seems to shift into a sound that's warm and safe. Made me think of healing or a sanctuary of some sort. Even if it merely exists in ones mind.
P.S. My deepest apologies for being gone. Life is a terrible creature. It has devoured any stability quickly and without mercy. But I'll be bouncing back. And the sounds I bring back will be just as ruthless and strange as the creature of life. Only colder and deliberate.
You can feel the passion when you play. Every note played is an act of love and devotion to the piano and the expression its able to produce. Basically, you finger-fuck the piano and make it sing. The keys quiver in anticipation when you enter music stores and other fine homes to musical instruments.
Your hands are Casanovas. The keys may play while you're away, but when Daddys home he really makes some noise. Haha
Enough music-erotic wordplay. This was a beautiful rendition. Made life not so bad for a few minutes. Those moments are rare and I thank you for providing todays.