I’m not getting any writing done, but I’m enjoying the absence of the ‘push’ that makes me write.
In the meantime, I had a pretty good day at the old eighty-eight.
First, I made fewer-than-usual mistakes whiling playing these two pieces by our old pal, Felix:
Then, I have a real improv, in which I play like no one’s watching. (That’s why I always turn the camera on–so that I forget it’s there sometimes.):
And here’s a more ‘formal’ kind of thing that I get when I’m not playing alone:
Hope you like’em!