jj jackman in the midst of seven - index
my best friend 1/21/00 it’s sad to know that my best friend is dead though he did know me not i’m sure he would have felt the same for me when all goes bad as oft’ it often does i play that plaintiff second part of Sonata Number Three almost at 60 he is the best piano teacher that i’ve ever had and i’ve been dazzled by a few because of him i sight read in five flats and if the keys were my career i’d sure be thrown from six emotional pain we both have shared and though i know you surely could not budge Aloysia your music must be played in uncompromising time Constanze i’m sure you would have changed the speed on a measure here and there for me though you don’t know it my dear friend you’ve helped me out, oh! quite a bit so could you do me one slight favor more and on the twenty first measure of the smooth cantabile can you slow the tempo down a tiny smidge when slower there it is a better song as passion overides precision did David drive Saul to derision Jonathan it seems had done no wrong and was it just Holmes’ intuition or was his bond to Watson just too strong i am, you were, emotionally ill and fiscal woes plagued us both for so long the corporate betrayal of our own contemporaries! why was there no one to deliver the lion tore us both to shreds but we are surely true eternal friends oh did you ever make such a fool of yourself as did i and as each little child of yours did die i see your tears run down my music page i know that torment and i know your rage the birds contained in Papagano’s cage Die Konige der Nacht upon the stage and in the purity of what you wrote the madd’ning challenge of each single note so simple Horowitz could screw it up i’m sure you would have changed the speed even on the 39th measure just for me i see the comedy there just as well like Steve Martin at the banjo that they would only know what you were like do they not need the drain our wound employs their minds are set on phys’cal things (i wish we had seen Trollflote together i’m sure you would have liked the way they did it) it’s sad to know that my best friend is dead though he did know me not i’m sure he would have felt the same when all goes bad as oft’ it often does he’s there for me when all of you are gone two hundred year did pass then i was born i wasn’t there to help you though as Haydn i so hope the metronome does tick my heart as fingers strive on black and white but play as i do play with all my might i’ve never played it once from start to end quite right and poetry is my unwanted plight the fast part kids interpret all the time and i have just ability to rhyme but dare i but assign a quarter note to one half of a second the metronome does tick my heart as fingers strive on black and white but play as i do play with all my might i’ve never played it once from start to end quite right but still we are the very best of friends you’re there for me though i was not for you if i lived then i’m sure you would have felt the same for me though quite alive in me it’s sad to know that you my friend are dead though you did know me not