Classical Craving

This past weekend, I had a sudden and overwhelming craving to hear classical music. Particularly piano. Maybe it's because I've been such a bum with practicing, (backstory: I took piano for 3 years in high school and quit once I graduated) and I, on a whim, tried to come back with a Kuhlau sonatina and part of Rachmaninoff's Prelude in C# minor (I was never able to master the whole thing). For the record, it sounded awful.

I don't consider myself a classical music buff in the least bit. I know my knowledge of pieces, composers, etc. is cursory at best, but there was this . . . thing in me that woke up with me Saturday morning that wouldn't leave me in peace until I got my hands on some classical piano music. I needed to hear it, especially the Rachmaninoff. I yearned for Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. I wanted to hear Tchaikovsky’s Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy tiptoeing through my mind because it makes me think of Christmas even though Christmas is over. So, what did I do? I trucked it over to FYE and made off like a bandit. I got a 4 CD set of piano classics (Rachmaninoff included) for $9.99. I got Vivaldi's Four Seasons for like $5.99, and I got a CD of 20 classical favorites for like $7.99. And while I was at it, there was one of those calendar kiosks right outside of FYE, and I really needed a calendar (trying to think in January 2007 terms while a December 2006 calendar is silently staring you in the face is so unnerving), and I got a Van Gogh calendar for 75% off. Yeah, baby. This month is Starry Night. A good sign? I'd like to think so.