Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player

Wednesday blues

There are two keyboards in my office. I hammer at one a lot more than the other.

But some days — today, for instance, after a few days of steeping myself in toxicity —that other keyboard can really come into its own.

I learned to play the piano as a kid, went through the grades, liked it enough, but then I discovered Smirnoff.

It was after the heart attac…