There may be some irregularity in the next few days as I am off on another coast. (Hmm..off / on)

Among the coming day's activities is a recital I will play of pieces "everyone" played who took piano lessons 50 years ago. Someone remarked to me that they must just roll right off your fingers, as if without thought. Well, no.

To give you a sample of what awaits me: Rediscoveries of Rachmaninoff's Prelude in C# minor (the one that causes a piano to self-destruct under the inimitable touch of Chico Marx); The Minute Waltz; the famous Dvorak Humoresque(with popular lyrics about a train...incidentally, my all-time best-selling track on MP3 downloads); and, most astonishing of all, the Mozart Sonata in C, K. 545--you know the one.

It is a most revealing adventure: like getting a whole new life. Which among those is the most frightening? the Mozart, of course.