piano
You will not at all be surprised to find out that Catherine and I have been given a baby grand piano.
It's a 1929 Brambach, in pretty good condition. After a tuning, it sounds resonant and rich, with a nice 2k ping that gives it some real strength and clarity.
Paul Soupiset has had it in his family for years, with no place for it. They've had it on loan to various places, but they just decided to unload it, figuring that the knowledge that it will be played well and often is payment enough.
Of course, Catherine and I have the same problem that the Soups have: where to put the thing? Theoretically, it could fit in our condo, but getting it up there wouldn't be worth the trouble since we're only staying there for a few months.
Meanwhile, the lovely country chapel that just hired me was pianoless. They've had an electronic keyboard there, which is fine so far as it goes but not the real deal. So, using my excellent problem-solving skills, I had Len and Mark Hess pack up the piano (where it had been bulking up a Soupiset friend's living-room) and make the hill country journey.
The chapel is small, with hard floors and walls, so the piano sounds awfully big in there. So nice, though! My first Sunday with it was last week. The congregation liked it, too: there were several nice compliments from people who enjoyed the sight and sound of the real thing.
It's a 1929 Brambach, in pretty good condition. After a tuning, it sounds resonant and rich, with a nice 2k ping that gives it some real strength and clarity.
Paul Soupiset has had it in his family for years, with no place for it. They've had it on loan to various places, but they just decided to unload it, figuring that the knowledge that it will be played well and often is payment enough.
Of course, Catherine and I have the same problem that the Soups have: where to put the thing? Theoretically, it could fit in our condo, but getting it up there wouldn't be worth the trouble since we're only staying there for a few months.
Meanwhile, the lovely country chapel that just hired me was pianoless. They've had an electronic keyboard there, which is fine so far as it goes but not the real deal. So, using my excellent problem-solving skills, I had Len and Mark Hess pack up the piano (where it had been bulking up a Soupiset friend's living-room) and make the hill country journey.
The chapel is small, with hard floors and walls, so the piano sounds awfully big in there. So nice, though! My first Sunday with it was last week. The congregation liked it, too: there were several nice compliments from people who enjoyed the sight and sound of the real thing.
1 Comments:
I read about your excellent solution on MusicCityBloggers. We were gifted a baby grand too: a 1920 Steinway that had been rehabbed in the early 1950s. It's due for another overhaul, so we're going to have to save up to do that. We had an electric keyboard that was ok, but you really can't beat the real thing for richness of tone and that lovely touch. Besides, even though it completely dominates our small living room, it just makes me feel happy to see, touch, and play it.
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