This cat's the genuine article, the true-blue ivories tickler.

This work is from the perspective of people in the 1960s thinking about the 1920s from a nostalgic point of view wishing they could have been there.

Shoo, pal, this ain't no nickelodeon

029 - Rise and Shine, Pal: Let's Get This Ragtime Ruckus Started

003 - The Ivories Are the Axe's Worst Bête Noire: A Regular Sport's Revenge

008 - Don't Get Fresh with Me, Buddy: I'm the Big Cheese on the Ivories

010 - Strings Snarl After Dark: A Jazzbo's Midnight Jam by the Library

015 - Holy Rollers Can Wait: I’ve Got a Game to Catch

016 - Rise and Shine, Pal: A Bagel and a Ball Game on a Saturday's the Cat's Pajamas

017 - A Regular Pair on the Piers: The Waves Kiss the Stone

018 - Snowflakes on the Mall: A Doll's Winter Wonderland

021 - The Little Rascals, Pooches, and Kitties Are Catchin' Z's

029 - A Week in the Catskills, a Feed at Delmonico's, and a Show on the Great White Way

041 - The Sheba's Midnight Prowl: Cool as a Cucumber, Tough as Nails

042 - The Harlem Keysmith's Got the Village in a Tizzy

043 - Hush Tones on the Avenues: When the Big Apple's Catchin' Z's

048 - Beat It, Buddy, or I'll Take You for a Ride

056 - The Looker's a Real Sport: You'd Give Your Right Arm to Do It Twice, It's the Bee's Knees

057 - The Piano Sharp: A High-Hat Kid Pounds Out the Melody

058 - The Dolls Catch Some Z's While You Wake Up to Give 'Em the Bum's Rush

059 - Cut the Malarkey, Pal, or I'll Take a Chomp

060 - Dead Soldier's Flivver: Charlie Brown's Meathook Sends the Pigskin to the Cat's Meow

061 - Hoofin' It from the Juice Joint: A Bearcat's Copacetic Stroll

I play the piano. Unless otherwise noted, everything is played and recorded on a Kawai ca99.


Once upon a time I programed, people called it hacking, I called it learning, I can still do it, but I prefer music, etc., 

The profile picture was taken when I was a teenager in the 1990s. I just liked the old washed out look of it. They were actual physical things back in the day. And phones had cords.

I started playing around age ~8-10 (who remembers, I know i started with the violin but moved on). Over the years I've had to re-teach myself the piano many times due to life getting in the way and not allowing me the time to work on it. The repetition of re-learning has helped with the style and technique I used to play here.

It's sort of like what happens when you learn multiple programming languages.. the syntax, etc., stop mattering as much and you just think about what you need.. works in music too I guess. :)

I have visual snow 🌨️🌨️🌨️ 



Shoo, pal, this ain't no nickelodeon

Rich Schuler — Pianist