Would you call a spade a spade if it was Chopin?

My dad thought you could not

Play Chopin until

You fell in love.

He didn’t know.


About The Mollusc Dimension

Multidisciplinary Experimental Artist, Songwriter, Composer, Performer, Visual Artist, Animator, Writer of Lyrics, Poems and Short Stories, Teacher. This is a place for writing and research with links to other projects.
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