I’ve had two offers of pianos from family members, but turned them both down, largely due to space constraints. It isn’t that I haven’t wanted a piano in the house; given a dedicated music room, I’d be happy to throw in a marimba, too. It’s just that it seemed like such a big piece of furniture, and our living room is largely taken up by the rope swing.
But with Nathan trying out a piano lesson, it seemed like we’d have to bite the bullet and get something. I was picturing a keyboard — not too big, maybe with a folding stand so it could be put away. Even more importantly, it would a headphone jack and a volume control. My violin and I (Ryan lasted a month on the violin and then decided it wasn’t for him) have been banished to the sewing room by the entire family.
Nathan’s teacher, however, was dubious. Keyboards didn’t have the same feel as pianos; they didn’t even always have the same number of keys. Dave started to look into the matter. In the midst of researching it, he discovered that a friend of his had a digital piano he wanted to get rid of: full-size, good quality, with weighted keys and a built-in metronome and pedals and that all-important volume control. And it was right here in town to boot. We couldn’t pass it up.
It’s smaller than a real piano, but not by much. It isn’t quite what I was picturing, but we squeezed it in and have been having fun playing with it.