Scales, scales! Avram Dehpour tried to be patient with the
tedium of “fingering.” Except there was no end to scales.
You learned the major keys, then came the minor keys.
Didn’t your fingers know what to do, if you didn’t
interfere? And why was timing so important? The formula was
so prescribed Avram could hear every note before his finger
depressed it. Even worse were the study pieces which provoked
his fingers to swerve out of control in derision and
mockery. He would play pieces by Beethoven and Schumann one
day. He would be a real pianist on a stage.
Paraphrases from the novel The Gravediggers’ Daughter by Joyce Carol Oates.