Much more than a tribute, with a virtuosic language, 87 Keys briefly resurrects the presence of a beloved friend. By the end, I not only understood the profound loss of this unique and beautiful soul–I found myself missing someone I’d never met. Though the playwright only has a single photo to remember the departed, it's clear that Rick Unterberg's spirit burns brightly in Scott. Take a moment to watch Scott’s impassioned presentation of this monologue on YouTube. We desperately need more writing like this to remember how much Covid has taken from us.
Much more than a tribute, with a virtuosic language, 87 Keys briefly resurrects the presence of a beloved friend. By the end, I not only understood the profound loss of this unique and beautiful soul–I found myself missing someone I’d never met. Though the playwright only has a single photo to remember the departed, it's clear that Rick Unterberg's spirit burns brightly in Scott. Take a moment to watch Scott’s impassioned presentation of this monologue on YouTube. We desperately need more writing like this to remember how much Covid has taken from us.