So my piano and I have made up, after a stony silent treatment on my part. I haven't taken an axe to it, nor have I taken a blade to my wrists -- although truly, such thoughts become a sick comfort in times of pathetic artistry.

My teacher always warned me not to let the industry dictate my worth. But then again, she also warned me that the industry is not worth it: "Musicians give this their Lives -- and often get nothing in return." Ironic, isn't it, coming from the woman who instilled musicianship in me.

Music is for lovers; the music industry is for warriors. And the weak-spirited have no business being in it.