Rachmaninoff's Got Nothin' On Me!

I have discovered I am somewhat of a piano prodigy....ok perhaps prodigy is too strong a term.  I can hit the keys though.  I can hit them LOUD.  I can even do cross-overs, and mommy said most pianists don't perfect this technique for years and years.  The music just comes to me; it flows from my heart to my brain back down to my hands and just happens.  I think I'll call my first composition, "Rattles on a Hard-Wood Floor",  becase it has this loud, rythmic, bordering on obnoxious sound to it.  It's very abstract.  Mommy liked it.  She said people have become famous for pieces of art that looked just as advanced as my song sounded.  I think that's a compliment....But you know fame is a fickle thing.  Here today, gone tomorrow.  However, if I can compose one really great piece, it could last hundreds and hundreds of years!  So back to the drawing board.  Or rather, the keyboard.