....yippee....for no good reason.....
Posted on August 1, 2010 with 0 comments
First few days of August and the yearly month of westerly winds sweeps in bringing black ice, pink and pearl grey skies and a bleak reminder that Spring is still a month away.
The daffodils don’t give a damn about such fripperies and they flower regardless. There’s something cheerfully counter intuitive about flowers blooming in winter. A reminder that growth continues underground when conditions are indifferent above.
Played at the Clarendon last Tuesday without anything in mind apart from ‘Nota Bene’. A very cool side benefit of playing and practising blues scales, for the last few months, is that my chords are now clearer - more precise. This makes huge difference to both my degree of comfort on stage and my ability to leave space for Bruno to drop in his sweet lead guitar. We followed it up with ‘Volcano burning’ and ‘Hick it up.’ Went down well.
The phone rings. It’s my friend whose son is on his way to court. Life can be a hell of a struggle when you’re ‘young, dumb and full of cum.’ From a distance, I can only offer ‘Remain as calm as you can.’
We’ll talk later.
If I allow my eyes to go soft focus across the garden beds then the groups of Tree Ferns - with the sugar cane mulch gone cream/grey over winter - become tiny tropical islands surrounded by sand. At the moment I can only dream of sweating through the humidity.
Back to blues scales and small groups of notes. It’s not that I’ve become a fluid musician but more that I’m taking delight in the process of becoming one. Of course it will take years - so what.
Huge thanks to Griff Hamlin of www.bluesguitarunleashed.com who inspired this interest with his video showing how to play blues with four notes - five if you include a bent note. The video is still there and is worth watching whether you’re a musician or not.
Looks like snow and my fingers are cold...... well ...... blow me down! A few flecks of snow drop on cue.
The daffodils don’t give a damn about such fripperies and they flower regardless. There’s something cheerfully counter intuitive about flowers blooming in winter. A reminder that growth continues underground when conditions are indifferent above.
Played at the Clarendon last Tuesday without anything in mind apart from ‘Nota Bene’. A very cool side benefit of playing and practising blues scales, for the last few months, is that my chords are now clearer - more precise. This makes huge difference to both my degree of comfort on stage and my ability to leave space for Bruno to drop in his sweet lead guitar. We followed it up with ‘Volcano burning’ and ‘Hick it up.’ Went down well.
The phone rings. It’s my friend whose son is on his way to court. Life can be a hell of a struggle when you’re ‘young, dumb and full of cum.’ From a distance, I can only offer ‘Remain as calm as you can.’
We’ll talk later.
If I allow my eyes to go soft focus across the garden beds then the groups of Tree Ferns - with the sugar cane mulch gone cream/grey over winter - become tiny tropical islands surrounded by sand. At the moment I can only dream of sweating through the humidity.
Back to blues scales and small groups of notes. It’s not that I’ve become a fluid musician but more that I’m taking delight in the process of becoming one. Of course it will take years - so what.
Huge thanks to Griff Hamlin of www.bluesguitarunleashed.com who inspired this interest with his video showing how to play blues with four notes - five if you include a bent note. The video is still there and is worth watching whether you’re a musician or not.
Looks like snow and my fingers are cold...... well ...... blow me down! A few flecks of snow drop on cue.