There was a music building at the University of Manitoba and sometimes I had my own winter olympics there, arriving at night and not slipping on icy stairs. Being Winnipeg, one had an extension cord wrapped around the side mirror which you unfolded to plug into outlets so the oil wouldn’t get too close to freezing. It was a white concrete building maybe from the 60s. The door wasn’t locked. Piano sounds floating in the hallways. I could snoop. Mostly uprights but then I found one Baldwin grand and it was after 9pm and no staff around, perfect.  A bright sounding Baldwin and the action was in that perfect zone of crispness, reacting super fast but the weight of the keys light enough for swift end results of whatever ideas were going down. The light switch was reachable from the bench and so once seated I turned it off and played in pitch blackness. Making up compositional games about playing without seeing. How long can I play without knowing where I am and make a good sound? That was the first game. Eventually it the 2cnd game starts, to playing without seeing but know relatively where you are. The 3rd game can I play in clusters and not have someone start banging on the door that I’m damaging the piano (which really means I’m injuring their taste). 4th game is turning the lights back on and seeing what happens to my playing from playing in the dark so long.