Painting with Sound

Cassinelli, writes "One day, I was called upon by a friend about an opportunity/favor, ( thanks Tony!) to perform at a new entertainment venue in downtown Providence Rhode Island, across from the Waldorf, due to a scheduled act's sudden cancellation. I explained to my friend I was in the garden and full of dirt but he insisted I drop what I was doing and make the 45 minute drive, so I washed my hands with the garden hose and left. Upon arrival, I was greeted by the valet, who apparently knew I was coming, who called security, who ushered me through the club up to the owners balcony box. I was greeted by the owners with some confusion, perhaps it was my appearance and asked, "So you have come to play my  piano?" I understood the hesitation, it was a beautiful place with an elevated stage and grand piano centered upon it and I had dirt on my jeans. I didn't answer and just  looked at my friend who insisted, "He's here, just let him play!"   The audience had become antsy, so the owners reluctantly allowed the show to begin without any introduction.  A few minutes into the performance, from the balcony, an owner shouted down to the audience  "Cassinelli!" who also began to  shout and soon chant Ca-sa-ra-chii! It felt really good because I assumed Casarachi was in reference to the great pianist  Liberace.  The near $500 in the tip jar passed around the bar felt pretty good too because I was dirt broke."  - The music I performed that day is not the music I record. Those were the standard classical show-stoppers my father made me master by the time I was 15. I hope you enjoy what has survived of my own music and now that I know people are listeningI will try to continue to make a few more . Thank you for listening.