A Dead Good Blog

When I was thinking about writing about Scales I had a vague idea of checking on the two or three meanings of the word I could think of from...

 No amount of practising simplified Mozart pieces or running up and down major and minor scales would impress the piano teacher. I stopped t...

Skin   Skin is motes of dust. Once knew life. Falls, like snow.   Skin turned to dry rind. Stiff scales, no give. Cracked ha...