Clavinovas are so cool.
My sister and I both played the piano when we were growing up, and she took lessons for years and years. But then she got married and moved to the west coast while I was still at home. Eventually, my parents sold the house and moved to a condo, and I got the piano we grew up with. I still have it. Years later, my sister told me how jealous she was that I got the piano, because she misses playing so much. But since she and her husband live in a condo (no kids), she'd resigned herself to never having a piano, never really playing again. She had no idea that there are "fake" pianos out there with weighted keys and which sound really good. She just knew that she didn't want a junky 88-key plastic thing, and that's all she knew about.
A few years back, our mother died, and I played a piece for my mom at her memorial. I didn't want to at first, because the guy said that they didn't have an acoustic piano, but an electronic one. I said I'd think about it if it were a Clavinova or maybe a Kawaii, and he said it was a Clavinova. My sister seemed surprised and a little confused by this. Then when we got there, she saw it and got to play it. I pointed out the volume control and headphone jack, and told her that it would be perfect for her, living in a condo.
A few weeks later, they got a Clavinova. A nice one. Somewhere, our old piano teacher Mrs. Rosekrans is smiling.
