You’re at a piano bar and can break off a twenty dollar bill for a request or two. Fire up your local radio station and ask they drop the latest from your go-to rapper. If it was up to me, a request wouldn’t be of a song. It would consist of a performance, one where I choose the delivery. Since my weapon of choice is the piano, I want my go-to virtuoso to sit down at the keys, broadcast their voice, and share their minimalistic rendition.
Tesla Boy can radiate sunshine and cause me to share my inner Flashdance. Sure, I love to be drowning in layers of shimmering synths. But a voice and a piano can stop me from channeling my inner Maniac. Anton Sevidov, Tesla Boy’s frontman, takes his favorite upright piano into a deep forest and flips the script on “M.C.H.T.E.” and my body…
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