The fact the I have tiny hands and was still able to perfect this piece with its giant, pounding chords is nothing short of miraculous. So once I bought a brand new baby grand piano back in October, I vowed to attempt to master this piece again.
The past couple of weeks I have been tinkering with it again, and lo and behold, it is coming back to me. I can't even describe to you the excitement I feel when I get to the middle section that moves at breakneck speed with its wide, arpeggiated chords and my fingers actually cooperate with me, playing most notes swiftly and competently. I was practicing this piece again today and despite the melancholy, macabre tone of the piece, I felt nothing short of joyful.
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