Classic Andrew, compellingly deep sentiment, like looking through a bottle glass window into the old world, similar to Keats's "magic casements". The difference with you, as I see it, is that what we are hearing is the real thing, not an imitation period drama in music. If the Keats analogy can be extended, the visionary quality of your playing is "forlorn" because its sincerity imparts to us an emotional conviction that those times had something vital which we have now lost yet deeply desire, against impossibility, to repossess. In short, your actual playing is accomplished, but its deeper implication is what draws me in, not execution or keyboard vocabulary.