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Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.


Not even one year old, and the little bloke is a virtuoso on the piano already! Like his brother before him, junior is delighting the masses with his travelling road show.

That said, whereas Henry is a Lisztomaniac - all about passion, brilliance, strength and precision - Ez is all about Chopin. As a Chopin fan, Ezra is less bluster and more nuance and expressive depth: with dissonances, through dissonances, and in dissonances.

Ez is all about the dissonances. Dissonances coming out of his ears.

If you don't believe me, check out the video.
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Valerie said…
You can definitely expect great things from your two pianists, maybe a drummer too... smiles.
16 July 2009 at 05:57
Roddy said…
I notice everyone else is just as speechless as myself. The young maestro warming up for his debut on the world stage. When exactly can we expect his first concert? Looking forward to it!
16 July 2009 at 06:00
yamini said…
Ohh the cuddly cheeks are back, in time to be smeared with some birthday cake, :-))

You are right Kris, while Henry is very expressive, Ezra's smile says it all. But I guess, the lads will change a lot in the coming years, specially since they are just starting in life.

God bless them!!
16 July 2009 at 13:54
Priyanka Khot said…
I like Roddy's idea of a concert. I am sure Asha Bhosle would be only too glad to lend her vocal cords to a composition by Henry and Ez.. she shared the studio with Bret Lee and Henry and Ez are way cuter than that Khargosh (rabbit)
16 July 2009 at 16:36
KL said…
Absolutely adorable picture of Ez. He is growing cuter day by day.

That video is hilarious...rofl....rofl....Henry is really acting out exactly like those professional pianists. And, is that really the voice of Henry? What was he singing? Cuuuuuuuteeeeeeeeeee.....
17 July 2009 at 06:57
-K- said…
Wonderful photo - the composition, his expression, the budding virtuoso-ness of it...
17 July 2009 at 14:30
Kris McCracken said…
Valerie, not a drummer, my lads are far too bright!
21 July 2009 at 10:13
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he loves tinkling the ivories.
21 July 2009 at 10:14
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he just got crumbs on the carpet.
21 July 2009 at 10:14
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, Ez hates Brett Lee.
21 July 2009 at 10:14
Kris McCracken said…
KL, Henry is doing his impression of Brian Johnson, lead singer of AC/DC.
21 July 2009 at 10:15
Kris McCracken said…
K, he's easy to take a decent photo of.
21 July 2009 at 10:15
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