Thank you, Donny, for the video, it’s beautiful. I thought this song was released in 1986, just as me So it’s either I have a wrong data, or you were a kid almost when I was a kid; or there’s an another explanation...



Montunoman, thank you! I agree with you upon this vision.

Perhaps, I don’t use the term “restaurant” accurately enough; you know, you can plan to play in one place but end up in completely different one. Last time I ended up playing in some family cafe, where a stage for musicians and playing area for kids are the same and it was so loud there that PSR seemed to be more capable to compete with the noise. I used to play an acoustic piano at coffeehouse before at that was fine, and playing a grand piano in a fancy restaurant was the best, but eventually I figured that with a keyboard and a car I would be able to play in more places (today there are no places with piano in my area). Initially I thought that playing PSR for 3-4 hours would be easier than playing just a piano, perhaps, it is not so. Oh, well, it was actually digital pianos at some restaurants which made me to think about changes. I know that I’ve been complaining about it before. Perhaps, being completely digital is not so great, you had to have either some vocal, or an acoustic piano, or a guitar or something to make such a long playing bearable. Something not so perfect, not so predictable.

They say that a musician should play for his audience and not for himself; but I don’t really see how it would work. You can make a sandwich for somebody else, not eating it yourself, but playing music you are inevitably first in line to eat it all and if you know that there’s something wrong with it, no matter how the audience reacts, you just know that you won’t be playing here for long.

Even if I try to analyze how people react to videos on YouTube I see that it’s rather unpredictable; attempts to please, to sell - they are not working out; I guess, it’s more about passion, sometimes you have it, sometimes you don’t, and people feel it quite well, or it’s a pure lottery all the time, who knows?