Remember Me: A Gentleman, a Steinway, and a Couple of Stubborn Ghosts

It’s June, 2007. I am headed to Steinway Hall. Manhattan, with its counterpoint of horn blasts, sirens, grumbles, whispers, and roars, performs a deafening sonata. I feel energized. I feel defeated. I feel inspired. I wonder how I ever lived here, or why I ever left. To celebrate the publication of my book, Piano Girl, Henry Steinway and Betsy Hirsch have invited me to present a solo piano concert and reading tonight in the famed Rotunda. I open the heavy door of 109 West Fifty-Seventh Street and step from the bashing, flashing, pulse of the city into an embroidered oasis of tranquility. The high-domed ceiling, hand-painted by Paul Arndt in 1925, seems to scrape the sky. Reach high, it says to me. Reach high, and you’ll touch something worth remembering.

Piano Girl in Germany, an interview with MultiCoolty

Ever wonder what it’s like to be an expatriate American musician living in Europe? Check out this video interview with Robin at Schlosshotel Lerbach, the castle where she has performed for the past twelve years.