It’s been a while since I’d forgotten how to read music. Maybe, someday, I’ll pick it back up, and teach myself with a music book. Of course, that’s not the point of improv. Improv is about allowing yourself to feel what you’re feeling in the moment, and allowing it to flow through your soul, into your fingers, into the keys. I think that’s what I love about improv: the idea that a fleeting feeling could be saved by a recording, rather than writing and learning how to make the same feeling last forever. This is my eighth collection of improvisations. I hope they get better with age.