“Sounds great, guys, sounds great! Let’s just remember to keep our volume down, okay?” I looked up from behind the Roland electric piano where I sat. Our musical director, a wonderful saxophonist named Doug, seemed pleased. He smiled jovially at all of us. I glanced back at the drummer, then over to our bass player, and finally to the guitar player, who sat adjacent to me. We had just finished playing Henry Mancini’s composition, “Mr. Lucky.”
The rich brown wood of the studio that surrounded us, once an old Dutch barn, felt comforting somehow. Amidst a global pandemic, with schools closing, sports seasons canceled, public sites and destinations shuttered, grocery stores emptied, sitting behind a piano playing music delivered just a bit of normality back to life last night. And for that, I felt so grateful. I guess you could say I felt like Mr. Lucky himself.