Hello old friend, where have you been all this time?

I got my first guitar when I was six and have been very much on and off with it throughout my life. I’ve done a few pub bands and plenty of pub gigs, but never took it anywhere other than that. The last time I truly felt my muse was when I was living on my own just before meeting My Lady. I never understood why my muse dried up after a while. My love for her had only increased exponentially.

The point is, it’s back. Like so many other things in my head. I got myself the guitar I had wanted since I was a kid and dived back in. It’s amazing how far you can get on the guitar being self taught, but that brings with it it’s own problems. Now I’m learning the correct posture, scales and music theory, it turns out I have many bad habits to undo. It’s coming though. I found an incredible teacher online and it’s so cheap. I’m pushing my playing further than ever before. To be fair, like everyone else, lock down has given us plenty of time to do these things but still. Without the motivation it wouldn’t happen. It’s crazy you know, but nearly everyone who is actively in my life right now has never really seen me play. At all in some cases. Now I’m getting asked to do all sorts of songs.

My “to do” playlist on Spotify has 56 tracks in it and is 4 hours and 42 minutes long! Over reaching much! Having said that I’m starting to pull off some Steve Vai, Joe Satch and I’m loving learning Tornado of souls by Megadeth. Almost there…