This was my sound mixer for tonight, Paul. While we were packing up the event, after the crowds had cleared, he snuck over to me and asked, sheepishly, "Is there any chance I can play your Steinway for a few minutes?" Said it was no skin off my back- you'd have thought it was Christmas morning. So we pulled it out enough to squeeze a bench underneath, and folded the cover back just beyond the keyboard... what followed for Paul (a snippet of which is above) was about six minutes of unadulterated bliss. When he left he said I'd made his night. Well, Paul, you made mine.