Yesterday I did something that I said I would do a while ago, but finally got around to it. I wrote a short piano piece for my son. It is the first of what I hope will be a series of pieces for both he and my daughter (if she decides she wants to play). I don’t think this will blossom into anything like Bartok’s Microcosmos (in scope, quality, or significance), but it sure was fun! It’s nice to just step back and write something short and simple without having to work out a large form or mess with orchestration. Of course, writing for just piano (and a relative beginner, at that) is challenging enough without adding further restrictions.
The working title for the compilation:
Daddy’s Book of Kid Tunage