At the library, of all places, I heard very loud music playing once. Piano; probably a Beethoven piece. It was so loud that I almost asked the librarian while checking out my books, since when does the library play music? Loud music at that. But I was enjoying the sound really; It was beautiful to listen to. Whenever I stepped out of the library doors and into the lobby, I realized the source of the music. A gentlemen was properly sitting at the piano that the library has stuffed into a corner on the far back wall. Barely noticeable unless someone is playing it.
But there he sat, pressing vigorously against the keys, a very angry and intense piece. Every note played perfectly; at least to my own untrained ears. How lucky–I felt–to witness such a random thing. I haven’t heard a musician play publicly since my visit to New York City.
Ever since that day, I’ve wondered if I would ever see this man playing again, and today I received my answer. I could already hear him playing before I even reached the doors this time. After handling some business within the library, I decided I would record a snippet of him on my cell phone without disturbing him. Watch it below if you would like. Fair warning though: it’s a terrible video and very shaky. My picture on the front has nothing to do with the video, btw, I just figured it was better than a picture of my feet that it was using, haha!
I wish I would have stuck around and listened. Usually you have to pay to listen to such things these days. : )