Attention to detail
I wish I’d been more attentive to detail, back when learning to play piano was an actual academic requirement. I had a rather lackadaisical approach to the discipline, coupled with a (false) belief that I could cram and pass the practical exams. Alas.
My point being, that I remember this one piano. In a professor’s office. The keyboard was mysterious; a touch so velvet that I believed the instrument could play by itself. Of course, this wasn’t a normal “student level” thing, and I am sure that the piano (if it is still there, highly likely) is from one of the big names in piano manufacture.
I’ve been shopping, at a different price point, for a digital piano. This is, in part, vicarious. In another, an unfulfilled dream. Anyhow, you still get what you pay for. In my comfort zone, crap. For a ten-fold increase in my investment, I could have something that would be fun. Do I save, or do I simply add this to the list of “wouldn’t it be nice?”.
The jump from bottom to even part way up the ladder in quality is still astounding. And to be fair, when I last seriously shopped for something like this, the sticker shock was easily five times higher. Prices have come down, while the feature list has come up. I could be satisfied without being exiled to the poorhouse.
We happened to be in the city to purchase some new frying pans. It seems that most of what we used on a regular basis in our kitchen had undergone attacks from dull knives, and it is time to go back to a non-stick lifestyle. Ceramic is the new buzzword.
