http://www.ahf.net/blog/2009/12/a-place-for-piano/ Something worth spreading Fri, 18 Nov 2011 11:06:45 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 http://www.ahf.net/blog/2009/12/a-place-for-piano/comment-page-1/#comment-485 Piano Guides Wed, 02 Dec 2009 05:29:54 +0000 http://www.ahf.net/blog/?p=674#comment-485 Great story :-) A piano truly lightens up any location, it always manages to give character to a certain area. Every piano, with or without family history, is a story in itself. The craftsmanship that goes with it is already full of stories. Great story A piano truly lightens up any location, it always manages to give character to a certain area. Every piano, with or without family history, is a story in itself. The craftsmanship that goes with it is already full of stories.

]]> http://www.ahf.net/blog/2009/12/a-place-for-piano/comment-page-1/#comment-484 Reggie Hamner Tue, 01 Dec 2009 23:54:15 +0000 http://www.ahf.net/blog/?p=674#comment-484 My piano doesn't have your family history. I bought mine sight unseen at a cocktail supper and without Anne's consultation. She still says "Reggie is the only person I know who can go to a cocktail party and come home with a Baby Grand." I saw a friend as I was leaving and inquired when her move to a new townhouse was taking place. She told me she had to sell her piano since her daughter didn't want it. I ask the make, how much she wanted and could I come see it? She was thrilled. I fully expected an upright or spinet. I entered her home and my mouth dropped. It was Baby Grand, a gorgeous K. Kawai. She said I could have music, bench and metronome. I began to have second thoughts since the "K" and the price outrageously under value. I knew she was sober, but I confirmed the price quoted the night before. Check. I found out the "K" was a comemmorative piano in honor of Kaweechi Kawai, the founder of the company on the year of his retirement. The local Forbes company moved it for me and offered $8K more than I paid before it left the truck. I started lessons shortly thereafter (for a third time, 1947, 1966 were earlier attempts.) I had to stop lessons when I began caring for mother and Anne had started too and she too is on break. We will start back, but I'll get a new teacher. Mine was too classical for me and I wanted to just play piano bar music. Early on, I decided if I decide the piano wasn't for me, I'd call Forbes and beat any stock investment. Funniest thing, the prior owner bought it when her husband, a notorious boat trader, bought a new one at the beach. He came home and she announced she too had bought a boat. She led him into the livingroom and there was "our" new Baby Grand. This piano lacks a rich family history, but it was both a "boat" and "cocktail" in its still eventful life. Play on! My piano doesn’t have your family history. I bought mine sight unseen at a cocktail supper and without Anne’s consultation. She still says “Reggie is the only person I know who can go to a cocktail party and come home with a Baby Grand.” I saw a friend as I was leaving and inquired when her move to a new townhouse was taking place. She told me she had to sell her piano since her daughter didn’t want it. I ask the make, how much she wanted and could I come see it? She was thrilled. I fully expected an upright or spinet. I entered her home and my mouth dropped. It was Baby Grand, a gorgeous K. Kawai. She said I could have music, bench and metronome. I began to have second thoughts since the “K” and the price outrageously under value. I knew she was sober, but I confirmed the price quoted the night before. Check. I found out the “K” was a comemmorative piano in honor of Kaweechi Kawai, the founder of the company on the year of his retirement. The local Forbes company moved it for me and offered $8K more than I paid before it left the truck. I started lessons shortly thereafter (for a third time, 1947, 1966 were earlier attempts.) I had to stop lessons when I began caring for mother and Anne had started too and she too is on break. We will start back, but I’ll get a new teacher. Mine was too classical for me and I wanted to just play piano bar music. Early on, I decided if I decide the piano wasn’t for me, I’d call Forbes and beat any stock investment. Funniest thing, the prior owner bought it when her husband, a notorious boat trader, bought a new one at the beach. He came home and she announced she too had bought a boat. She led him into the livingroom and there was “our” new Baby Grand. This piano lacks a rich family history, but it was both a “boat” and “cocktail” in its still eventful life. Play on!

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