Three Zoom Day
For many of us Zoom has become a way of life. The tool has its discontents, but I have pretty much made my peace with it.
This week marked a milestone of sorts because it contained two days in which I participated in three Zooms each day.
On Thursday it was my book group, a coffee hour with friends back in Massachusetts, and teatime with members of my tech posse. Today was a virtual church service, a tutoring session for a potential new contributor to this blog, and a meeting devoted to reassuring a web hosting client who was in receipt of a threatening (but completely bogus) email from a scammer.
We take our satisfactions where we can find them in these hunkered-down times. Three Zooms in a day feels like something accomplished, besides the very real human contact it offers.
Zoom has kept my weekly appointments of piano playing going. I also use FaceTime. Both have some distortion as well as slight lag time. I don’t care that it is not perfect. I’m playing piano and exchanging energy into the system and getting energy back. I’m grateful!
So glad. One of my most vivid musical memories is hearing you play (for the first time) Liszt’s Un Sospiro in a practice room at CMU in 1968. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L42sbnQxEmw
Thank you for telling me this. It means a lot. I actually played that as a solo for high school graduation ceremonies. It was also my mom’s favorite. When my two brothers and John’s son were here 11/29-12/7 to visit, they came to a rehearsal of Class Act, the swing band I’ve been in for almost 20 years. They got to hear me play Bumble Boogie, an encore solo I’d do for solo piano performances. The band had an arrangement of it that matched my solo so I didn’t have to change a note of what I played. That was very special. For them and for me. Thank you, Keith
My ten year old twin grandsons are taking virtual music lessons every week: one on the trumpet, the other the guitar. Then we do Zoom calls and they play for me as I sit at my computer, feeling it’s bittersweet on the one hand, to hear them, and on the other not to be able to give them the usual big hug at the end of their performance.
Do your two grandsons live in the same household? I assume as much, because trying to line up a Zoom with two instruments playing from two different locations won’t go very well.