This is an improv piece. I wish it wasn't so I could keep listening to this as a longer version, or just over and over again. For some reason this little number I find very exciting. I wish it went on and on and on so I could have sex to it or just get a euphoric high from the weird thing this song does to my brain. I want to mesh it with my being. I'm about 20 YouTube watches into doing just that. It's lovely!
This is about the squeezebox; this is about tickling the ivories, caressing the black keys, pumping the bellows, and the dirty dirty people who do it! From a girl who has been described in performance as "hilarious" and "with soul", or "Like channeling Dio".
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