Street music can be really sweet music.
The other day, my wife and I took the MARTA to the Woodruff Center for the Arts here in Atlanta, where our granddaughter would be singing and acting in a series of fractured fairy tales as the culminating activity for her 2-week performance camp at the Alliance Theater.
Now just outside the Arts Center MARTA station sits a brightly decorated piano, which is part of a summer exhibition at the nearby High Museum of Art. Any passersby are encouraged to stop and play, something I had done on a few occasions.
Emerging from the MARTA station, I heard some emotion-filled music. Since we were early for our granddaughter’s performance, I stopped to listen. After several minutes, I approached the pianist, complimented him on his playing, and asked if we could chat.
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