There is something about the piano that reaches into the deep recesses of who I am and soothes me. Though I love Music in all its forms and have an everlasting love of strings and wind instruments, my feelings for the piano are bigger. I sometimes wonder if its because I grew up in a house with a piano, and spent so much time with my Grandparents who had both a piano and an organ in their home.
It could be due to the hours of piano lessons and practice I endured, or the way it sounded when my Mother’s fingers danced across the keys. Is it exposure at such a young age that endures in me? I don’t know. I mean, my Mother played her acoustic guitar often, too, and we always had Music playing in our home (the one real blessing in an otherwise dysfunctional space).
All I know for sure is when I hit play this morning on Angel Obel’s Song “Arches”, and I heard the piano at about the mid-way mark, I could feel my heart lift and float around inside me, and yes, I feel soothed.
“Arches” by Agnes Obel
from the Album, Aventine (2013)