There are about 200 Italian words for different ways to play the piano, and I know none of them, save for "Condoleezza," which isn't even a real word. So my spacefiller joke above is partly because I am reaching and reaching into my bag of puns for musical or piano-based jokes, and I'm not even finding straws to grasp at. I'm grasping at empty straw wrappers.
So, with no ability to deliver puns, I'm afraid I'll have to rely on straight reportage: it's going to be much easier for people who know how to read music to play Mario tunes on the piano or guitar. Thanks to Alfred, which I'll assume is a company and not Batman's butler, Koji Kondo's scores for a variety of games and levels will now be in sheet-music form, the winner of the great sheet-music-vs-player-piano format war of 1907.
People who know about this more than I think this may even displace Czerny. Whoa! Wow! CZERNY. WHO'D HAVE EVER THOUGHT GOOD OLD CZERNY WOULD EVER BE DISPLACED! MY MIND IS AGHAST! Well will soon be living in a post-Czerny world. Children will ask "Who is this Czerny," and we will have to explain.
I have no idea who or what Czerny is.
