Player Piano Novels & Stories

My hand moves in the blanket, fancy to see what it looks like. I uncover the piano. It is a beautiful furnish brown grand piano. My eyes look tenderly at the instrument in front of me. I tried to touch the F# key because my fingers are itching to press them. As I press the key of the piano Karene and the old lady is amused by the sound it produces. SO AM I. It does not sound bad at all, even though it's not played for many years. I feel so delighted to touch the first-ever piano as Joenabell.

“If it’s for you, you don’t want it. But if it’s for others, you say yes right away. Why?” “Well, I live in free dorms with free food and free cleaning. I don’t do anything for you. If you want music, I can play. It’s the least I can do,” I said with a soft smile. “But you should buy a used piano. Might still be expensive, but at least you’ll save four to five grands,” I added with a nod. “Hmm. Do you want a wooden piano or an electronic one?” he asked. “I don’t know… Electronic has perks, but a wooden one would look better in the pack house.” I said while tapping my chin and contemplating.

I bounce on the balls of my heels. “Okay, you’re on.” Yolanda, whispers, pushing me from behind. It’s show time. The time to prove to myself that I did the right thing to ditch my job. That Hosea was right to bet on me. That all the hours I put in was worth it. The spot light is shinning directly above the piano I love. It’s an old model, and the sounds were perfect. The JacobBellstein143. The keys held the sounds like they were suspended in the air in a way that no other type could.

Danica flashes him a delighted grin and pulls the carved piano stool forward. Lorenzo steps out of her sight line, and she closes her eyes to collect herself. She places her hands on the keys, relishing the feel of the cool ivory beneath her fingertips. She presses down, and the D-flat major chord sings into the room, resonating off the wooden paneling. The tone is rich, like the dark green of a forest fir, but the action is light, surprisingly light for such an old piano. Opening her eyes, she stares down at the keys, wondering how this instrument could have survived for so long.

The walls were lined with shelves, and on those shelves were countless instruments - guitars, pianos, drums, and more. In the center of the room stood a grand piano, and as Maya looked around, she realized that the source of the music was coming from a record player in the corner. Eric walked over to the piano, sat down on the bench, and began to play a piece of music that was so beautiful, it brought tears to Maya's eyes. She watched in awe as his fingers danced over the keys, creating a melody that was both haunting and enchanting. Seeing Mel's reaction, he stopped and asked softly "Do you like it?"

The wonderful sound of the piano was revealed from my fingertips, and the needle dropped quietly at the scene. Somehow, the piano didn't have any problems in the early stage of playing, but it was playing, and suddenly there was a noise. She found that the piano was broken! That person must be very familiar with the music she is going to play, and know that this button is not often used, so he tampered with it. Such a problem suddenly appeared at the scene, and the people below were in a mess. Li's shrill voice came from the first row: 'Oh, who is playing the piano so hard that even the piano is broken? Do you know how expensive this piano is?'

Catherine subconsciously raised her head and looked at Rachael, who snapped at her from a distance. Rachael also met Catherine's gaze. Then, she cast a dismissive glance at Catherine and said with disgruntlement, "Keep your hands off the piano. It's really expensive. It's not only made of a master but also an antique. You can't afford it at all. Got it? "Besides, you can't play the piano. What if you break it?" Catherine threw a look at the sign on the piano. It was a foreign brand. If it was made of a famous master, it was worth a lot, indeed.

When Latton saw her, she gestured for her to join them. Thalia walked towards them. Albert simply ignored her presence, as he didn't want to ruin the moment he had with his daughter. "Is it okay for you to play the piano given that your right hand is still injured," she asks. Latton nods. "I'm only using my left hand and Dad is helping me to make sure we hit the right piece." Thalia smiled. "Mom, why don't you sing for us?" Latton asks softly. Shortly after, Latton slowly transitions the piano melody from the classical piece of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's Sonata No. 16 to Bizarre Love Triangle by Frente.

“You know how to play the piano?” He didn’t answer me and his still playing. I stand and approached him, I saw his long finger and hands gracefully playing from the piano. I look like a little kid and wondering to her parents how good they are. He looks amazing and I feel so envy because my mum used to teach me how to play the piano but I still can’t because music is not my thing. He stops for a while and then plays another Beethoven best piece the Bagatelle No. 25 in A minor, WoO 59 (Für Elise).

Directing her fingers on the keys, she made a mental paragraph of everything. “You know what princess? When learning piano, we initially start on C, not on A because only easy songs can be played in the C position with only white keys. Since they’re are only seven different white keys, we only use the first seven alphabets; A to G, in other words the white key that come after G is an A, than the next is B, the one after is again a C and so on.” He thoroughly explained, whilst pressing the key. The piano made all kinds of beautiful noises.