But because it was the Labs Soft Piano , none of it sounded harsh. The velocity curve was gentle; even the loudest fortissimo was just a firm whisper. The built-in compressor smoothed out his anger. The reverb gave his loneliness a place to live—a wide, lonely cathedral where it could echo without hurting anyone.
But tonight, the eviction notice pinned to his door with a piece of tape had forced him to clean out his hard drive. He was deleting old samples, dusty synth presets, and broken VSTs to sell the computer for rent money.
And that, Leo realized, was enough to try again tomorrow.
But for three minutes and forty-seven seconds, the Labs Soft Piano had made the broken things sound beautiful.
He pressed the middle C on his MIDI keyboard, which was covered in a fine layer of dust.