Friday, February 12, 2010
Some more killer gypsy jazz
At first, I didn't know what to think of the purple guitar. Gay or cool. I'm having a love/hate with it.
Bobber, email me.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
HOLY CRAP!!!!!
These guys get it on!!!!
Oh, Bobber, I don't have your email address. Send me and email sometime...
Oh, Bobber, I don't have your email address. Send me and email sometime...
Good....and Bad
Last night, I played with Ralph, opening for his band, the Brown Dog Blues Band. Eventually, their drummer sat in with us, keeping time. I sort of noticed my hearing going south then and wish I thought harder about it.
Then, Brown Dog's guitarist didn't show up and I was asked to fill in and I did. Volume levels went up. Before long, I simply couldn't hear the keyboards or Ralph's harmonica AT ALL. Ralph's vocals were also barely there. Hearing instructions ast to what key a song (or even WHAT song) were mostly inaudible to me. By the end of the second set, I couldn't even hear myself. Afterwords, I got many compliments on my playing and my tone.
Would have been nice to hear what I sounded like.
Today, my right ear, about 1/2 an inch in (a guess of course) has a dull ache. My hearing in general, is rather wonky.
I'm scared.
I'm getting old.
Unless I figure something out and soon, this could be it.
Then, Brown Dog's guitarist didn't show up and I was asked to fill in and I did. Volume levels went up. Before long, I simply couldn't hear the keyboards or Ralph's harmonica AT ALL. Ralph's vocals were also barely there. Hearing instructions ast to what key a song (or even WHAT song) were mostly inaudible to me. By the end of the second set, I couldn't even hear myself. Afterwords, I got many compliments on my playing and my tone.
Would have been nice to hear what I sounded like.
Today, my right ear, about 1/2 an inch in (a guess of course) has a dull ache. My hearing in general, is rather wonky.
I'm scared.
I'm getting old.
Unless I figure something out and soon, this could be it.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
finger
in case you're wondering what's up with this photo, read my second comment in the prior thread.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Stuff
Haven't posted much lately. A change is brewing, I can feel it. Actually, multiple changes.
Music. Fenton James is dead. Not interested in that persona anymore. Not interested in playing with others either. Just going to be me. Likely, the Les Paul will be sold off and I'll get a jazz box. My hopes kept getting built up over the past year about maybe joining a band. I went out, got guitars, my hopes were dashed, then built up, got a different guitar, hopes dashed again and again and again. Things that were said to me, didn't happen. Whatever. Don't really care. It has all just been another in a long string of disapointments and ill followed dreams.
The music that makes me happy playing is mellow jazz infused blues and instrumentals that I compose in alternate tunings.
The blog likely will go too. Blogs are gay. People pretend like they know what they are talking about. I don't know crap and what I do know, I want to keep to myself anyway.
Music. Fenton James is dead. Not interested in that persona anymore. Not interested in playing with others either. Just going to be me. Likely, the Les Paul will be sold off and I'll get a jazz box. My hopes kept getting built up over the past year about maybe joining a band. I went out, got guitars, my hopes were dashed, then built up, got a different guitar, hopes dashed again and again and again. Things that were said to me, didn't happen. Whatever. Don't really care. It has all just been another in a long string of disapointments and ill followed dreams.
The music that makes me happy playing is mellow jazz infused blues and instrumentals that I compose in alternate tunings.
The blog likely will go too. Blogs are gay. People pretend like they know what they are talking about. I don't know crap and what I do know, I want to keep to myself anyway.
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