I once watched a student run back and forth through a music school, upside down on the ceiling. At various points they attempted to touch their ears with their heels, paused to see whether it might be possible to scratch...
The Call That Keeps Happening Hi. I’m calling about today’s lesson. We seem to have lost the piano somewhere. The music books are still being written. The composer’s been busy. We’ve been away for seven months since last week. But...