Natale Carabello is my piano tuner. One thing I really like about Natale, in addition to his ability to make my piano sing under my paws, is that he doesn’t mind me keeping a very close eye on the goings on, and on my guarding his bag of tools from would be saboteurs – I’m talking about you, Max. I see you lurking around the corner of the sofa.
Football? I thought he said “fur ball”!
To my freedom-loving fans and friends: Do you care about censorship of information online? There’s a new internet anti-censorship movement afoot. Or should I say “apaw”? It’s called The Pussy Cat Riot <http://thepussycatriot.org/>. It’s cat-inspired, so it naturally caught my eye. But even my fur-challenged friends might like to check it out.
Some people, and even my many feline friends and fans, tend to think my life as The Piano Cat is one of constant excitement and unending adoration from my purrsonal assistants. Not so! Most days I spend a good deal of time in my favorite chair in the piano studio. It was Burnell’s first gift to Betsy after they moved in together. She had admired it in an antique shop and he went back later and bought it and carried it several blocks to their apartment for her birthday. Thankfully, she has no problem sharing it with a musical diva. Why, she’s even the one who snapped the photos below. Of course, if any of you stop by for a visit, I’ll make a mad dash to the piano bench. A diva must always be ready to wow her fans. (Click photo for larger view.)
July 26th 2014, Saturday Night, Animal Planet
Episode 3, Season 3 of “Bad Dog.”
Tune in at 8 pm e/p, 7 pm c/m, and you just might catch me being bad.
That’s right. I, Nora The Piano Cat, will be on this weekend’s episode of “Bad Dog.”
Double check the time with your local listings to so you don’t miss out on the laughs.
This has been quite a day, indeed! And frankly I’m just as confused as you probably are! I’m sure you’ve seen the videos where I react possessively when anyone, human or cat, approaches the keys of my beloved piano. Gabby (pictured above – she’s the smaller one) has on more than one occasion been subjected to a paw on the head and a hiss from yours truly when she ventured too close. So, why and how could this photo even exist? And yet there we are – sharing the keys. Of course, she merely stood there and posed for the camera. I’m still the only piano cat in this household. Could this be the shape of things to come? Have I abandoned my sole ownership of the 88? Could this be the beginning of a beautiful (and sharing) relationship? We’ll just have to wait and see.
Alright, I agree that I’m much too much a star to ever really blend in. But on those rare occasions when I seek a little anonymity, I head on down to under-the-piano land and join an animal cast of characters that includes frogs, lizards, snakes, cats, fish, and even a turkey. And if I keep very, very still, even my sibling Max (with whom I have a somewhat strained relationship) may just pass right on by. So, the next time you stop over for a visit and don’t see me on the piano bench, take a look down under and if you spot me and I give a little wink, just keep walking – and tell Max that Nora has left the building.
Photo by Betsy Alexander.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers, feline and otherwise, out there. My own mother was a stray cat who gave birth to her litter in Camden NJ. My earliest weeks were spent on the streets of Camden. It was there I was rescued by Furrever Friends, and eventually came to live in Philadelphia with my purrsonal assistants, Burnell and Betsy. Although, I haven’t seen my mother since, she is the reason I am here today and able to share my love of music with you.
I was reminded by all this when I received the news this morning from Mindaugas Piecaitis, my friend and composer of CATcerto, that CATcerto is being performed on Mother’s Day, Sunday, May 11, 2014 by the Queensland Symphony Orchestra, under the direction of Guy Noble. And yes, I’m talking about Australia. For all my friends and fans from downunder, details of the concert can be found at http://qso.com.au/happy-mothers-day.
And I would really love to hear from anyone attending the concert. You can write me at email@example.com
Had a wonderful time this evening entertaining three delightful women (l to r: Simone Andriesen visiting from the Netherlands, Kristin, Gail) who had contacted my purrsonal assistants about an audience with the Diva. Two, as it turns out, live in Philly, and not all that far from me. That would be Kristin and Gail. The third, however, hails from the other side of the Atlantic, more precisely, The Hague, which is the seat of government in the Netherlands (See, I’m not just a pretty face, after all). Her name is Simone Andriesen. We all had such a wonderful time. I played a bit. I posed. They took photos. And I even allowed a bit of petting, which is not something I’m always prone to do.
As I always tell my fans and friends, if you’re ever in Philadelphia – perhaps you even live here – and you’d like to have your fifteen minutes of fame by association with a musical diva, just send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org, and I’ll have my purrsonal assistants get back to you.
Rennie was adopted not long after me. He was the cutest kitten, and we got along very well. Unfortunately, a few years down the road he became intolerant of a later adoptee named Ellie. For reasons which I won’t go into here, it became necessary to separate the two of them. That’s when Rennie became the art studio cat. Even though the art studio is the first floor of my house, and there is a screen door to the studio entrance, I seldom see Rennie because I pretty much stay on the second and third floors. Anyway, here’s the latest episode in my The Cats of Raven’s Wing series starring Rennie in “Size Matters.”