I have always asked too much from a guitar.
When I was young I asked it to make me special, different. I asked it to make people like me, to make me interesting, sexy, powerful. I asked a guitar to give me an identifiable sound, to make me sound better than I was. Rather than be like, Rory Gallagher, say, and get a good instrument and spend a lifetime coaxing all manner of good sounds out of it, I went from guitar to guitar, looking for the elusive tone, only later learning that it comes out of your fingers.
I asked a guitar to give me a way of making a living that didn’t involve a job I didn’t care about. I asked a guitar to gain me entrance into a club that included my heroes. I have asked a guitar to take what was in my head and turn it into sound.
I have always asked too much from a guitar.
And now, at 56 years old, I am ordering a
guitar kit from Australia, and I am asking it to help me overcome bad habits and learn new skills. I am asking it to help me to become patient and focused, to learn and appreciate craft, to not rush or lose interest or be distracted.
I am asking this of a Pit Bull
TL-1TB that, according to the tracking, is now in Perth, and miraculously will end up on my door step on the coast of Maine.
Wish me luck…
Originally Posted by DMorrison
I have always asked too much from a guitar.
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