Dan is a master piano tuner (truly a magician what he did for my spinet), yet he (and others, I assume) find pianos that are just beyond all repair. They would end up in the landfill. But it just so happens a friend of Dan's has land in Avra Valley, miles from anything, so they burn these old pianos once a year.
I found it quite the moving, life-affirming experience. Circle of life and all of that.
The one thing I did say over and over again last night, was, "You just don't see this everyday."