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The Magic is Gone Now

My father died 4 years ago He was a fine pianist and the music of Debussy flowed from his fingers The music took me on a mental journey Took me to France and Spain in my imagination Debussy felt the beauty of all of nature well up inside him and expressed in the gorgeous sounds he created No long will I hear "Moonlight" and "The Sunken Cathedral" on my father's Steinway Every time I hear those pieces performed I feel a wave of sadness overcome me Sadness combined with joy and great respect for the magic of Debussy which I have known and which my late father knew how to express in sound 6/1/2014

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Date: 6/20/2014 2:23:00 PM
Congrats. Thanks for mentioning the Sunken Cathedral; I'd never heard it before, now would like to learn to play it.
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Date: 6/9/2014 11:48:00 PM
melancholy however you portrayed a deep acceptance in this... God bless you always.. :)
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Date: 6/2/2014 12:57:00 PM
ohh, debussy interwoven into your life and described as sensitively as this,matthew ...wonderful write.. huggs
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Date: 5/31/2014 9:26:00 PM
Wonderful my friend.... A delightful story with great flow
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