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Thanks for the story. Sorry, I know nothing about music, how do you paint someone's portrait with a piano? He was able to create a music based on a person?
Chick asked me to sit in a chair a couple feet away from his piano. He stared at me with the a look that seemed to say "whatever you've got, I'll work with it." If I had to imagine how I looked back at him in that moment it would've been the simulacrum of wanderlust and kummerspeck (German for grief bacon). It felt like I was being channeled by a ghost and the chords matched my facade like icing on a cake. Chick play…
> I was also a newly married man who had gained some weight.
> As Chick tickled the ivories, he whispered, "I shall call the song of your life 'The Imitation Game'."
> A moment later, he whispered my name. I do not recall me telling him my name.
> "I wrote this for you, Benedict Kummerspeck," whispered Chick.