Lerner wasn’t exactly quiet this morning—still our Glass Box of Reverberation that we love so well—but the clatter seemed somehow different, almost mournful. As always, a faint tinkling of “Clair de Lune” troubled the air, courtesy of the fifth floor open-air piano. Conspicuously absent, though, was the usually accompanying (and conflicting) piano tune, typically “der Erlkönig,” or anything headachey by Liszt. The Second Law of Lerner Hall: for every too-loud pianist, there is an equally unknowing pianist on an adjacent ramp. Why was this day different from all others? Where was the second player?

A quick, hopeful jaunt up the ramps (could it be?) brought the answer, and with it, deliverance:

Lerner is now only mildly cacophonous because the piano lounge has lost a piano! While that pesky fifth floor baby grand remains (as does its oft-ignored brother in the basement), this disappearance marks a good first step. Taking upon his or her shoulders the burden of a generation, someone did the unthinkable-yet-necessary for us all. Be the change you want to see, right? One down, two to go ’til we study in peace.