Not Exactly, a rag...
I went through an old box of music yesterday and came across a notebook of piano miniatures I wrote. There's 16 pieces written between 1977 and 1978. At the time I was splitting my time between Renton and Spokane.
I loved my time in Spokane at Gonzaga University. I discovered the music department one day and it was like one of those "destiny" stories. The music department was so gracious and welcoming. I worked at a restaurant during the day and spent many evenings until the wee hours writing music and playing the several beautiful grand pianos this old mansion had to offer. I left playing the club circuit to concentrate on composing.
There must be a few piano players here on Active Rain who read music? I know many of you are or were into music. If so, I hope you enjoy.
My favorite Steinway Grand piano at Gonzaga University.
That favorite Steinway was up on the 2nd floor then, on the left. That's where I spent most of my time. I'm grateful to this day for those 4 wonderful summers that Gonzaga University allotted me to explore my creative endeavors.
Thank you Gonzaga Music Department for many wonderful hours, and "it's not exactly, a rag."
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