That is an outdated story. Truly, it’s an outdated weblog put up from 2003 however this occurred within the 90’s. It got here up within the discussion board; I stated I’d attempt to discover it and right here it’s.

The story is true, after all. I’m leaving it as is. No edit. This consists of the impolite bit at first as a result of it’s related to the story.  We’d identified one another fifteen years at this level.

Scott writes:

In Tucson is whenever you heard me way more. You stated, “You play simply the way you fuck.” Plus one other good remark I received’t repeat proper now. 🙂 Nevertheless it’s true, you by no means cared about it, and that’s one thing I immensely appreciated. Thanks.

Elsa writes:

Here’s a story. I’m about thirty. Scott is thirty-two.

We have been away from dwelling (his piano) and Scott wished to play. He wanted a repair, you might say. For those who noticed the film “Shine”, Scott would do similar as Helfgott did within the film, many instances. He would get drunk and play in a bar someplace to the shock of the individuals who occurred to be there. This was a method he might scratch that itch, however presently, he was sober, so the bar thought was out.

As an alternative, he searched the paper for a piano to play. The place? Within the need advertisements after all. Who’s going to purchase a piano with out enjoying it, proper? That is what he instructed me.

So he scans the paper and finds an instrument that he’s involved in enjoying. He makes a name, talks “piano” and some minutes later we’re within the automotive on the best way over.

Seems that the proprietor is a man who restores pianos. He performs, however not that properly I assume. His father performed higher, he says. His father is useless.

He’s telling me this whereas Scott shuffles round the best way he does. I don’t suppose Scott is aware of that he shuffles, however he does, and I assume he thinks I’m a piano-phile, which after all I’m not. I’m from the desert, however you understand how I’m. Folks inform me stuff. Anyway, this man loves pianos, and particularly this one, as a result of it was his father’s.

I hear with curiosity that’s greater than well mannered, as a result of I like the texture of this man. He’s very heat. That and since I do know that Scott isn’t going to purchase the piano. I need to be sure that the man is glad and has a pleasing interplay with us as a result of I do know we’re type of utilizing him. For the sake of artwork, after all. I actually don’t get it.

So that is what occurs.

We’re in a warehouse, the place he has been engaged on the piano. This man and I lean up in opposition to the unfinished unpainted wall and Scott begins to play.

I’m hanging like a unfastened tooth, traditional Elsa, oblivious type. As Scott begins to play, this man subsequent to me begins to get shorter. Yeah. He begins to slip down the wall, to a crouched place on the ground. He has his head in his fingers and I understand that he’s moved. He’s crying actually, so I crouch down subsequent to him, and feeling me there, he seems up and I look him within the eye. I have a look at him in a solution to let him know that he can discuss, so he does.

He’s choking some, quiet sobs, and he whispers. Crying profusely, however gently, he conveys what this instrument means to him and what it meant to his father. He says that he has by no means heard it performed… Effectively, Scott’s expertise is uncommon. He tells me this. He asks me if I understand how properly Scott performs and naturally, I don’t. He tells me that he had by no means heard the instrument sound the best way it did. He stops to hear and I see him wince from pure awe.

Extra tears.

After which he tells me this. He tells me that if his father knew that fingers like Scott’s would contact his keyboard sooner or later, he’d have died a cheerful man. I swallow, and Scott continues to play. The person is astounded.

Uncomfortable in our crouched positions, he sits flat on the ground and pats the spot subsequent to him, for me to sit down. We sit with our backs in opposition to the wall and he explains that he used to sit down on the ground and hearken to his father play when he was a child. He desires me to stick with him so I do. He listens. I can’t hear what he can, however I can really feel him, so I include his emotion whereas he processes, sitting near him to offer consolation.

No matter it was, he labored it by means of it. Ultimately, he composed himself after which sprung up, utterly exhilarated. It was one of the lovely issues I’ve ever seen.

Scott executed good that day.

The Finish