Dust
18 Jun 2010, Music for the Blind, track 39
Would you be interested in synth-ing piano samples into... everything? I mean, replicate other instrumental sounds with synth-modified piano. Someone goes up into a dusty old attic because they hear some odd noises. There's nothing there, just an old piano. Could it be that the piano made the noise? They take off the dust cover and sit down and start to play... and they can't stop. They are forced by something they can't explain to play. The player grows weak from exhaustion, thin and tired, playing for hours and days and weeks and months. Eventually they succumb, and collapse... into dust.
-PTTG
FACTUAL INNACURACIES: the keys of this piano are actually made of wood.
Also: it doesn't kill people. To the best of my knowledge.
it's out of tune
it's old
it's dusty
but still demands attention
i am drawn to it
i lift the lid
i sit down
and i begin to play
this piano is employing me
my fingers entertain
as hours pass
it echoes round my brain
----
time slips away
and i am lost
the puppet falls
----
- what is it about dust and ivory
the piano is commanding me
my fingers feel the strain
- why am i so mesmerised
as days go by
i try to stop in vain
----
- taken forcefully this dust and ivory
this piano is destroying me
my fingers fall apart
- will not let me go
and now i know there's no escape
i crumble
the deed is done
the piano has its victim
i am dust
the lid is closed
and everything is as it was
but me