Wednesday, March 08, 2006
On my birthday, I made a silent promise to myself to make the twelve months I spend as a thirty-year-old the year I would re-learn how to play the guitar. Tonight, nearly a month after my birthday, I finally dragged my dusty guitar case out of my closet, opened it up, breathed in that scent that only musical instruments can have and then started fiddling with my guitar.
I haven't played in so many years that my fingers are mush and any callouses I may have developed in my short stint as a (rather crappy) guitar student are long gone. So I simply started pushing down on the strings and playing notes while I watched a couple of episodes of Lost on DVD.
I don't really have the money or time to learn from a real teacher, so I'm going to have to take the self-learning method. I know there's software out there that helps to teach you how to play various musical instruments. I'll have to look around to see if I can find a good one.
I haven't played in so many years that my fingers are mush and any callouses I may have developed in my short stint as a (rather crappy) guitar student are long gone. So I simply started pushing down on the strings and playing notes while I watched a couple of episodes of Lost on DVD.
I don't really have the money or time to learn from a real teacher, so I'm going to have to take the self-learning method. I know there's software out there that helps to teach you how to play various musical instruments. I'll have to look around to see if I can find a good one.
// posted by Chris @ 9:21 PM 
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