Each day on my way to tango school I walk past the Banco Piano. I like to think they have a vault full of pianos that have been deposited, borrowed against, and withdrawn when desired. Depending on interest rates at the time, your piano might be smaller or bigger than when you deposited it, or would it simply have more or less keys?
Happiness as Anarchy #137: Piano Bank
By Amie Brûlée
Amie Brûlée is a musician, performer, teacher and researcher. She sings, plays piano, double bass and ukulele, unearths old songs and writes new ones. Amie also has a PhD in wine and anthropology and adores teaching wine tasting, gastronomy and song-writing. Amie lives in central Victoria with a house full of instruments, a head full of songs and a cellar full of wine.
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