The Wichita Wurlitzer turns 100 years old this year. I’ve felt a connection to it since its arrival here in 1968, during my senior year of high school. I already played piano, clarinet and saxophone, and I aspired to play the Wurlitzer, which could mimic the sound of an entire orchestra. That year, an arsonist […]
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