John Zander (jazzandblues) wrote in age_of_miracles, @ 2008-03-12 23:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | jazz, skids |
Thread: Jazz and Skids
Who: John Zander and Sally Blevins
When: March 12, 2008 - Evening
Where: The music room
What: Any reason for John and Sally to bitch at each other is a good reason! (I'll update this as the log goes on!)
Mozart. It was one of his favorite composers to play and the piece he was playing, a rather somber piece, seemed almost proper for the current situation that seemed to be unfolding. It figured he'd show up at such a time. But things like this couldn't be helped, really. The important thing is that he didn't really have to worry a lot in the affair. It wasn't as though he could do much. He had no actual powers like everyone else seemed to have. He was blue and that's what he had been his entire life. It wasn't all that impressive to him and it had been more of a burden with his parents than anything else. He would have been happy to have been sold off as a freak show rather than have one of his parents up and leave.
But his music, whether it was piano, guitar or writing it? It was his escape from all worry and problems. It was soothing.
He had a light touch against the ivory and ebony keys with eyes closed and just letting himself fall into the soft tune. Nothing really mattered at that point when he played. The horrible essays didn't matter. The fact that the few piano students he had were horrible didn't matter. And the fact that that damned Sally Blevins got under his skin in a peculiar way didn't seem to matter. Just the music and the moments of silence he finally got when classes and dinner was done for the night.