It was a very odd household, because the grandmothers were so different. Both of them had their own pianos. So it would be duelling pianos by grandmothers.
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My mother played piano so we always had music around the house.
I grew up sitting beside my grandmother playing the piano and singing.
Mom and sister played piano growing up; my grandma still plays piano in church. They always beat me over the head trying to get me to play piano, but I was more interested in riding dirt bikes and playing in the mud.
My aunt played the piano and I used to sit and listen to it.
When I had nothing else, I had my mother and the piano. And you know what? They were all I needed.
My mother and dad played the fiddle and the guitar.
Plus, there were so many pianos in my house, so I couldn't really avoid it.
My grandmother played the piano, and I used to toddle over there and pick out little things that sounded good to me.
My grandmother was fond of painting and playing the piano. She had been given lessons by Emmanuel Chabrier, who used to spend the summer months in nearby Membrolle.
I never saw my grandfather because he had died before I was born, but I have good memories of my grandmother and of how she could play the piano at the old house.
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