There are of course barriers other than self-obsession and judgmentalism to staying focused or giving yourself over to the music. For instance, in my performances I talk a lot between pieces, and sometimes while playing I find myself thinking about what I might say next. This never ends well.
As I mentioned in my Chelsea concert write-up, I was unable to learn anything about how the 1912 Huntington upright came to be there. At one point in the performance, the brand name caught my eye and I said to myself “Huntington. Huh. We live in the town of Huntington!” (This had actually not occurred to me until that moment.)
My internal dialog continued: “OK, now that you’ve got my attention, do you have any idea what the next note is? Because I have no clue.”
I guess that’s my story about the Chelsea piano.
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