RMG: Nine. My teacher, William Chrystal, refused to take students before the age of nine, unless they were genius kids. I never fell into that category!
KP: How long did you take piano lessons?
RMG: I studied with Mr. Chrystal for twelve years, but he'll always be my teacher. Three decades after I stopped studying with him, some of the things he taught me are just beginning to sink in.
KP: Do you play other instruments?
RMG: Yes, I play the flute, which is much easier than the piano. I often think that anything is easier than learning to play the piano.
KP: Where did you grow up?
RMG: I grew up in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, where my father worked as the drummer/percussionist on the Mister Rogers Neighborhood television program.
KP: How many brothers and sisters do you have? Are any of them musicians?
RMG: I have one brother and one sister. They both love music, but neither of them chose to make a career of it. My sister learned to play one song on the piano—"Eleanor Rigby." She can still bang it out on a moment's notice, but you wouldn't want to be the room.
KP: When did you start playing professionally?
RMG: I was an accidental pianist. I got my first job on Nantucket Island in 1976, when I was eighteen years old. I wanted to be a waitress, but I ended up with a piano gig instead, playing in a bar for a bunch of salty old sailors. I had no clue what I was doing. When I started out I knew ten songs and nine of them were Bach. Not exactly piano bar material. But they were polite and just drunk enough to enjoy what I was playing. Most likely they were waiting for my tube top to fall down. In addition, we had “Gay Night” every Thursday. Playing for that wonderful crowd helped shape my repertoire, and it certainly had an impact on my wardrobe choices!
KP: How old were you when you moved to New York?
RMG: Twenty-one. I was fresh out of college and ready to take Broadway by storm. I had a theater arts degree. I ended up on Broadway, but behind a piano in a Broadway hotel, not onstage like I had planned.
KP: How long did you play in hotels and restaurants?
RMG: I'm still playing in a hotel. Okay, it's a European castle, but still, it's a hotel. I started at age eighteen and I'm fifty-one now. It's a long time, but it strikes me as a dignified way to make a living and something I'll always enjoy. There aren't many performance jobs that allow you to grow old and keep working, but this is one of them.
KP: Did you keep a journal during those years that you could refer to as you were writing “Piano Girl”?
RMG: Yes! I have volumes of journals. I wish I could tell you I was very organized about documenting my experiences, but many of my journal entries were first written on cocktail napkins, during breaks.
KP: What made you decide to write your autobiography?
RMG: Funny thing about “Piano Girl” — although it's my memoir, I sensed right from the start that I was writing it for every musician who plays background music. I often find myself having to defend my profession, and I knew if I presented my story in the right way I might be able to change the perception of the service we provide. My hunch proved to be accurate. I've received many wonderful letters from musicians thanking me for speaking up for all of us.
I was also aware that anyone who plays the piano in a bar or hotel lounge has a million stories to tell, but that no one had actually written a book on this topic. I wasn't sure that anyone other than another musician would want to read it, but I was wrong about that. “Civilians” relate to the book as well as musicians—probably because the stories help to demystify the business of making music.
Playing the piano in a bar is the ultimate musical fly-on-the-wall job. We see and hear everything: mundane, miraculous, laugh-your-ass-off silly, cry-your-eyes-out tragic. What a privilege to be able to observe the best and worst of humanity while doing something we love—playing the piano.
KP: Are you going to follow up “Piano Girl” with “Piano Woman”?