would not know how to play.
"what music was that?" he asked after i had finished playing.
"oh, a little of moon river," i replied.
"i recognized that," he said. "but something else you were playing before that brought me out here. what music was that?"
"oh that was a little of my own music," i said.
there was a pause and then, looking up to where i sat on the piano bench, he asked me to play some more. "not moon river. some of your own music, like you played before."
i played again and after fifteen minutes or so i brought the music to a conclusion and sat back on the piano bench.
"your music 