Music. Living, changing, moving. Music is one of those inexplicable gifts that we all have access to and for those of us who have made a study of it, we have the pleasure of sharing it with others; which is what myself and my teen queen, Emma Jumper had the privilege of doing this past saturday.
We were invited to perform for the residents of Magnolia Manor, a lovely assisted living community, in Piggot,AR. We were both delighted to find the lovely baby grand piano they had available for us to play on. One bane of being a pianist is that you are unable to take your instrument with you wherever you go and must make the best of what your provided with, but I digress.
We spent the better part of 90 minutes speaking about our experiences in the MAO, sharing about our respective platforms, and telling about ourselves personally, as well as performing several pieces of music for the residents and their families. As the residents were mostly of an earlier generation, I performed three selections for the WWII era, Some Enchanted evening (South Pacific), My way (Frank Sinatra), and a requested piece, As Time Goes By (from Casablanca)
It was a lovely afternoon and I was glad to be apart of it!
