I'm practising scales and simple pieces,

on another planet I play with ease

Rachmaninov's concerto number three.

 

It's funny how wonderful music can be

as I sense the movements of Mister Worthy

leaning over to turn a page,

the smell of experience on his clothes. 

 

"Concentrate on one thing at a time"

 

is what call me Adrian said last week.

That's what i've been doing, but I can't right now.

My phone will soon be hot to trot

 

and now i'm learning to play a gavotte.