Boring piano improvisation

Once upon a time, someone told me that piano improvisation couldn’t be learned. Either you’ve got it, or you don’t. I believed them for a while... until I didn’t. Years later, after a hand injury put an end to my concert pianist ambitions, I ended up alone at a piano, late at night, just playing. I started to improvise. It was slow. It was quiet. No one was listening. And, eventually, I figured out that you can actually learn it. Or at least pretend to.

These days, improvising is my way of getting lost. When I improvise on the piano, time seems to disappear. Mistakes happen, and occasionally something beautiful comes out when I’m not paying attention. This channel is my invitation to you. Come listen to me make mistakes. Or, even better, have a go at improvising yourself.