Filippo Gorini had passed two checkpoints and heard the heavy “whump” of metal doors closing behind him a half dozen times before he walked into the chapel of Coffee Creek Correctional Facility. He said later his thoughts during that walk had been about the piano that he would find there.
Bringing a grand piano into the medium-security wing was out of the question. He knew there would be an electronic piano, but did it have a full 88-note keyboard? Would it have pedals? Would he be able to play the program he had planned, or would he need to make changes on the fly?
