A few years ago, long before I started thinking about moving to New York City, I spent a work bonus that I received to buy a guitar and arrange for a year’s worth of lessons. It was an excellent choice; I spent time every week learning new things and making music, thinking about something that wasn’t work-related, that was just for me.
Since I moved in February of 2009, though, I haven’t once picked up the instrument to play. The guitar and all of my music has a prime spot in my living room, making it easy for me to pick up and strum whenever I wish, but I haven’t made the time or effort. I’d like to change that.
I enjoy making music, and by Christmas-time, I’d like to be able to accompany my friends at a caroling party. Over the course of September, I’d like to spend time every day playing—practicing chords and picking patterns, relearning fingerings, and getting my calluses back in shape. By October 1, I’ll know if the Christmas-time goal is reasonable.
I’m currently on vacation in Upstate NY—with my guitar. Time to go work on C(add9).
Since I moved in February of 2009, though, I haven’t once picked up the instrument to play. The guitar and all of my music has a prime spot in my living room, making it easy for me to pick up and strum whenever I wish, but I haven’t made the time or effort. I’d like to change that.
I enjoy making music, and by Christmas-time, I’d like to be able to accompany my friends at a caroling party. Over the course of September, I’d like to spend time every day playing—practicing chords and picking patterns, relearning fingerings, and getting my calluses back in shape. By October 1, I’ll know if the Christmas-time goal is reasonable.
I’m currently on vacation in Upstate NY—with my guitar. Time to go work on C(add9).
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