The art school a couple of towns over decorates pianos and puts them on the sidewalk for anyone to play.
Today a homeless man who had enjoyed some adult beverages was wildly banging away.
I took his hand and positioned his fingers.
Next I asked him to press those three keys gently.
The look on his face and the shift in his body language was incredible.
With my hand on his shoulder and in a quiet tone I said “Good job! That’s a C chord, that’s where we start”.
He didn’t say a word and as I walked away listened as he played the chord and then the individual notes.
The whole thing might have taken three minutes….
Often we just walk by…
Sometimes we stop for a minute…
Stop for a minute…