Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Everyday

This is Chris. Chris is awesome. He's my guitar teacher. Playing guitar is actually something I do more than riding. I haven't been playing long. I was bored one day and decided I was going to start playing guitar. Cause you know you can just do those sorts of things. Or so I thought. I figured I'd get a guitar, take a few lessons and I'd be playing in no time. Actually when I first told Marc about my intentions I had said I was going to teach myself. He quickly said no way, if I was going to get a guitar, I was going to get someone to teach me how to play. That's when he introduced me to Chris. That was a little over two years ago.
What started out as something to keep me busy when I get bored, quickly turned into a true passion. I love playing. It's great. I love everything about it. Well most everything. Sometimes Chris and I don't see eye to eye on what he wants me to do and what I'm willing to do. I try to keep an open mind and he just laughs at me as I scrunch up my face when he asks me to play rock or improvise. I still do them even though they aren't my favorites.
My favorite is actually classical. When I first started playing Chris had asked me what I wanted to get out of it. I had said I just wanted to be able to play whatever, thinking probably something rock related. He has since taught me all kinds of stuff and one was classical. When he first showed me classical I was like wow this sucks. I hated it. My fingers just didn't work that way. Well somewhere along the way everything changed. I love it. I love all the intricacy it contains. I love to read music. I love the feeling of accomplishment after working on a really hard piece until it flows.
The last two weeks I've been kinda bummed because I had completed my classical book and Chris didn't know which book he wanted me to do next. Tonight I got my next book. Yeah the guy looks like some kind of 70's reject with the turtleneck and feathered hair. But if the music is anything like the first one, it'll be great.
Though classical is my favorite type to play, I do not have a classical guitar. I play on an acoustic or electric. My electric is my favorite. Though Chris keeps telling me I should get a classical. We'll see, one day.
Basically if I hadn't gotten bored one weekend when Marc was away, I may not have ended up finding something that I truly love doing so much.

3 comments:

Frank Brigandi said...

my first love is gypsy flemenco. I never learned to play, via a teacher, I did take one lesson though, but the teacher asked my mom not to being me back because i kept jumping around the room screaming trying to smash my guitar over his head...so, my mom found a way to get me to just play. she had lots of records and my father was a big time bass player for huge names like Roy Buchannan and Diana Ross, Bobby Rydel, Frankie Vallie, lots of people. She hoped it was in me somewhere. I went on tour with my dad and Roy Buchannan and he taught me a few things and he told my mom, "that kid has got it" So she bought me a book of guitar tab chords and I listened to her beatles records and just figured out all of the parts even thye piano parts on guitar and piano. But at a family outing one of my uncles played in a traditional gypsy band and it just floored me....My hands don;t work in the traditional sense but I knonw I can play it. I will buy a flamenco over the winter...a classical guitar will be much different than your electric...very cool indeed..

Fort James said...

Chris was so hard rock in high school. Ask him about "spew" at your next lesson. Hilarious story.

Anonymous said...

I hope to regain some of that passion for the guitar. I will....It's a beautiful learning to create music.