When I was about 23 years of age I had a dream about Chopin. I visited him in his parlor. HE was half corpse, purple black and rotting flesh, frail. Performing something divine on the piano. Sounds that emanated out of the instrument were from another world of beauty. I was so captured by the mystery and his presence that I wrote this the next day. more

Anonymous anonymity from keyboard hero's that will always tell you how they figure you could or should be better are right around the corner. Hiding behind unknown identity's. Stalking you emotionally when the only real power they can have on you is your belief that they even know what they are talking about. Learn to fish before you swim. No one is an expert on the behaviour of you or how you fit into the grand scheme of the universe. But your here and that's something so have a listen to our latest song written by Camile Houle and Luke Baird. No hate only truth - Lungbuttur more

Accurate, wondrous, cinematic description of an Ice Cavern on pianomore