My mom gave me the gift of music. Some of my most cherished early memories include sitting side by side on the organ bench as she played and we sang together. She taught me beginning piano and basic singing technique, put a $50 piano in my bedroom, and set me loose! I was inspired by her beautiful voice as she sang solos in church, and copied her super-fun stride piano style. I internalized a deep sense of rhythm listening to her play jazzy standards on the organ as she very nearly danced on the pedals. In our home, it was not uncommon to fall asleep at night listening to her music-making. She was my earliest musical influence, and I am forever grateful. Mamma also became my biggest fan! She loved me “like a rock”. Surely her supportive presence is with me at the piano as I write, and in the studio as I record. She must be thrilled to hear me making an album of inspirational originals. Writing songs, singing, and playing piano is a huge source of joy in my life… Thanks Mom. I love you always, and Happy Mother’s Day.
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