A Snowy Tundra was meant to be a lighthearted piece, not a serious one, describing our first snowstorm in New Hampshire. While improvising the piece, I imagined playing the piano passionately in a tundra, accompanied by an “orchestra” of whistling winds and ancient Native American melodies from the distant past, swirling in the falling snow.
A Snowy Tundra was meant to be a lighthearted piece, not a serious one, describing our first snowstorm in New Hampshire. While improvising the piece, I imagined playing the piano passionately in a tundra, accompanied by an “orchestra” of whistling winds and ancient Native American melodies from the distant past, swirling in the falling snow.
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