Beethoven, Mozart, Bruni.

The Piano, a instrument played by geniuses, an instrument that is extremely hard to think of complements for, until recently I had no idea what a complex instrument it was until I experienced it beneath my fingers, the power you feel being able to move an entire auditorium to tears, to create a masterpiece loved by millions, to have your name go down in history simply by moving your fingers. You can understand why anyone would be drawn to this instrument, its sheer power, the sensation you feel as you complete the song you have been practicing 2 weeks perfectly, the ability to drop jaws by hitting buttons, and my personal favorite, the power to show off to everyone you know by playing a complicated song and moving your fingers quicker then necessary to create the illusion that you are doing more then you really are. Even though I have only had this music creating god for about a month I can already see its power, its potential to shape an ordinary human being into something amazing. The piano, a spring board to greatness, an elevator to immortality, the way to turn a deaf man into idol. Some people may not appreciate the piano people who primarily listen to pop, punk, techno, rock and all that stuff (not that I’m dissing rock in fact it is still one of my favorite forums of music) but im sure if they really sat down and listened and looked ant the pure genius placed behind the instrument they would see that it isn’t just a bunch in dots on lines or white things next to black things, but is in fact more of an art form something that requires love more then talent, and that to truly play the piano to its full potential is to be seated among gods, Beethoven, Mozart. and maybe some day, Bruni.