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Rachel Flowers was born in 1993 and is a virtuoso multi instrumentalist. Here she is playing Keith Emerson's "The endless Enigma" from ELP's 1971's Trilogy album.

Sadly Keith Emerson took his own life last year after many years of struggling with depression and suffering from a debilitating nerve disease which was taking away his ability to play. He was one of my keyboard heroes.

So I was awestruck when I saw this performance not only because Rachel is blind but because eyesight or not she is an extraordinarily talented performer. This is one difficult piece of music to play and she does Keith more than justice. Bravo Rachel!


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  1. Fantastic!!! I loved ELP back in the day and was also struck by Keith’s suicide. I saw them at the San Francisco Civic in 1972, with center seats about four rows back from the stage. I almost caught one of his B3 keys that he threw into the audience after knifing his poor Hammond.

    Now I’m going to have to buy their albums!

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  2. Apparently Rachel is an enormous fan and plays the entire ELP repertoire. There is a video of her playing with a Symphony Orchestra playing this piece as a tribute shortly after his operation death and she is balling as she plays. ...

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    1. Wow, she is amazing. Is she playing professionally?

      I was a pretty big fan also. I painted Tarkus (from the cover of the album of the same name) onto my school binder. It came out surprisingly well as I recall.

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