Rach and Roll

I'm not so rock 'n' roll anymore. My days are filled with this:




That is certainly not a complaint. This is just a smidgen of Rachmaninoff from one of my seniors. I'm going to miss him next year. This is the version where he isn't swearing after a mistake. That did crack me up though. You know they're cozy when the pottymouth slips out in a lesson.

Teaching is something I never thought I would do. Getting to know people like this student make me so thankful I was wrong.