This Prokofiev piece reminds me of myself. I mean, I'm nowhere as developed as this - not even close - but I write piano music heavy in chromaticism while keeping the melody driving most of the time, w/ rhythmic breaks and syncopation that floods the sheet with ties when I step outside of the main flow.

I think I found a new friend.

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Being violated means I liked it? What up with you guys?

Seriously, though: that style of sexy-jazz makes me uncomfortable. I'm a bit of a prude.