I write to you without knowing what my pen is scribbling, for Liszt is at this moment playing my Etudes and he transports me out of my proper senses. I should like to steal from him his way of playing my pieces.I just find this fascinating ... and also endearing.
Chopin in a letter
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On the road again — back July 6!
Back July 6! My husband and I are taking a road trip through Utah. We're going to Zion National Park, Brice Canyon and eventually we...