Harpsichords were big in the '60s. They had this tinkly sound that sounded hip. After about six months, I realized the harpsichord was not exactly what I had in mind. They're so prissy and pissy. The harpsichord racket doesn't lead anywhere.
Most harpsichordists tune their own instruments.
Then I worked at a big piano factory in Indiana, a town called French Lick. Finally Steinway called me two years later. There was an opening in the concert department. I went to all the concert halls in New York and tuned morning and night. I went to Horowitz and tuned his piano.