I started my career of music in 1994 when me and my brother went down to the local Sonic. The dude on roller skates was holding a clarinet in one hand and our food in the other. He got up to my door and me (an empath) decided to roll down the window to share my vibes. He gave us our food and proceeded to play his clarinet. I saw him play the clarinet. He saw me see him play the clarinet. I noticed him seeing me seeing him play the clarinet. I decided to pick up playing piano and it was uphill from there 📈 until it 📉. I played caravan, flawlessly, 220 bpm, but it cost my fingertips. Now, if I try to play piano, all the notes are flat.

Pearce Copeland