Thursday, June 20, 2002

Sheet music is so memory-inducing. Every household used to have stacks and stacks of it, it seemed--some visible; some hidden inside piano benches. A composer's income used to derive more from sheet-music sales than from performance royalties. Then came "mechanicals." The jukebox had its day, of course. Music stores used to have so many spinners full of sheet music, for all instruments. I've been away so long from playing or singing that I probably can't even sight-read these days. It would be wonderful to find a copy of "Moon Moths." I liked the music, but the cover was even better. Even CCH and HHH would sit down on occasion and play Hungarian Dances and the like, four-hand version.


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