Overcoming Evil One Note at a Time

A friend came to tune our piano.

It was a lengthy process, as our piano has not been tuned for the entire time we’ve owned it. Each key had to be tuned to the tone it was designed to play, in addition to being tuned to its fellow keys. The tuner worked meticulously with a small wrench and hammers, cleaning out the pennies that the baby had dropped years ago and the candy my son dropped months ago. 

When the broken pedals were fixed, the keys were carefully tuned, and the dust and debris wa...