Collection: Archive

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Across panels one and two, Daniel closes his eyes as he plays, completely at peace in the spotlight on the stage, his fingers at home on the piano keys. The narration reads, "You know... The only time I felt like I had any courage was when I was playing the piano. It was something my parents forced me to learn…"

Panel 2: Seated at the table directly behind Denver is a group of college-aged guys, making a ruckus. Denver glances at them over his shoulder, visibility irritated. Other piano bar patrons have also turned around to frown at them. The narration continues, "...but I really grew to appreciate it."