I've been on a huge high for well over a week now. In my wildest dreams, I never thought I would live in the same space as a grand piano before I reached the age of 50. Since I began playing, I've been walking to churches and music schools to gain access to a piano of high quality. However, the stars have aligned, and this week, my VERY OWN Mason & Hamlin grand was delivered. Let me see if I can suppress the Ralphie-with-his-Red-Ryder feelings long enough to finish this post...
I started "shopping" around for pianos after we moved last year. I quickly found that many very expensive pianos did not satisfy my inner piano snob. I resolved to settle in with my electric keyboard for the next few decades and start saving for my dream grand.
My in-laws were aware of my dream and their ears perked up when they heard their friends Libby and Gerry talking about their grand piano. It belonged to Libby's mother and they had inherited it some years ago. It had been very lightly used and were thinking of selling it. They had mentioned that they were much more interested in sending the piano to a good home where someone would love it and play it all the time (ME! ME!) than in making a monetary profit in the sale.
I'll have to admit, when my mother-in-law mentioned the situation, I was a little skeptical. Not only was it a little too good to be true, but I didn't even want to know how much it would cost to move a grand from Charlotte to Nashville. I did a little research and found that one of my favorite piano dealers in Nashville was already going to be delivering in the area in late July, and they would discount the mileage for me. Things were looking promising...
Last week we were in Charlotte to visit the in-laws and we stopped by Libby and Gerry's for a visit. I didn't want to get too excited because I hadn't even seen the piano yet! I'm pretty picky when it comes to action and tone, and I had no idea what to expect. This thing was GORGEOUS. It's right around 6' and feels and sounds like many 7 and 9 footers I've played. It probably didn't hurt my chances that I played them the fight song of their alma mater, the University of Michigan!
Libby's mother had taken incredibly good care of it. She taught piano lessons out of her home and even had a separate upright so that she could be selective about which students played the nicer piano (my kind of woman!). Even though they didn't play it a lot (they aren't pianists, they are beekeepers...check out their website), I know that piano means a lot to Libby and Gerry and I am so thankful that they were able to part with it. I feel a connection to the woman who is just a musical generation away, and I hope I can honor her musical legacy by absolutely LOVING this piano for many years to come.
P.S. - Though it hasn't been tuned in 2 years, it held tune incredibly well! I need to wait about a month for it to acclimate before tuning it, so look for it in videos soon!