I can’t remember too specifically what it was. She was small and tough and had no fucking use for a pianist who didn’t read music or play classical. They were all groovy ostinado type melodic pieces but the 4th time Nanette was away and the woman who ran the place took over her class. The class enjoyed it too. I might have got $20 for that 90 minutes but I would have done it free. I didn’t have many pieces but enough to get through. The first three times, Nanette Bevlander just asked me to make up something and used the music to work with. An older woman (meaning in her twenties) heard me one time and asked if she could hire me to play for her class at the Contemporary Dancers. This was awesome, too awesome. I might have been a swimming teacher for kids or a referee in field hockey but when I had a break and could hang out with no responsibilities I headed to the older semi workable brown grand piano on the stage in the gymnasium because it was empty and I liked to pretend I was giving a concert. At the YMHA in Winnipeg, I did some type of job for a little while on the weekends.
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