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48 Bill Evans Plays Never Let Me Go Never let me go, says the piano, then the five syllables are repeated a little lower, maybe more sadly, or with more acceptance that this plaint is endless, fruitless, but it is the plaint of love forever, whatever else changes, and the five notes always sound different the way the lover constantly is finding new ways to ask what can’t be answered. The piano takes a break to think it over all around the keyboard, as if it is free to take a walk, anywhere away from those five notes, but no, it’s been walking towards them. Never let me go, it says cheerfully, tenderly, without reproach, as if it knows that saying so is its true calling. ...

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