It was the early 1970s…

We had just moved into our first home in Shutesbury, MA and my old man decided to get us a piano. It was a 1971, matte-black, baby grand, Yamaha G2 and it played like a dream (still does).

This was the beginning of everything for me. One note at a time, plotting out the melodies from my favorite songs on the radio. Moving on to harmonies and chords. Then from Bach to Chopin to Debussy. Then finally onto songs of my very own.

For all artists it starts with one special instrument. This was mine…