Abigail and I were having a piano lesson and she started playing with her feet, which were in socks.
I said, Abigail you shouldn't do that.
In hindsight, I don't think I had any good reasons for doing so, it just felt wrong.
And she replied, Willy & I played with our feet.
Generally, I do not dig namedropping, but she's too young to have been doing that intentionally.
and let me tell you a couple things about Willy Loco Alexander:
One is that when I watch him perform on the piano I generally end up mouth agape, questioning my existence and purpose in life. His playing is energetic and rhythmic and his body bends with the music like claymation and he absolutely wails on the keys and they sing for him in return and Two is that his resume makes the punk rocker inside of me tingle with delight and overflow with inspiration.
so I didn't really fight with Abby I simply tried to distract her on to the next topic like I do with most students and when I got home that night I practiced dominant scales with my feet and it felt weird & fun
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