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| Reviewed by Emma Willey |
7/26/2005 |
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| Sonata reminds me of my teenage years when I took piano lessons. For hours I played and played again Falling Waters until I thought no one else could ever play it that well. But alas, the old upright piano is probably somewhere now in an antigue place, and I have long since forgotten all of that piece. I can still, at age 85, play part of it if I ever have a chance to touch those ivories again. Thank you for Sonata, Naomi, to dredge up memories of long ago and a time of peace in a full house of sisters and brothers on the prairie in South Dakota. Emma |
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| Reviewed by Zenith Elliott |
4/9/2005 |
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| excellent insight into unseen inner feelings...~Z~ |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
7/29/2004 |
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| an interesting predicament ... well written ... |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader) |
7/29/2004 |
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| This is very unique and beautiful. |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
7/25/2004 |
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That is why people buy records and CDs...to hear the songs and the music again and again.
Sandie May Angel |
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