When you really enjoy something that you're not even very good at...

Lost Words

I have been practising, and practising, and guess what? Yes, done even more practising, trying desperately over it has to be three years now to learn to play the guitar.

  I love picking up my various guitars and either trying to make my way through a complete song, following YouTube videos at times or getting hold of tab sheets, and trying to figure out which chords to play, or which strings to play, like in a finger picking style.

When I hear a song I like, and it could be like recently and watching "The Last of Us", then hearing Joel play "Future days", well, I try and pick up my guitar and get the hang of the song. Recently, I have been attempting Crowded House's "Better Be Home Soon."

I also attempt to write stuff, admittedly it's not always great, but I find it helps me relax, and it is interesting trying to create something. Just lately, I wrote some words and couldn't help but think of how to create a melody. When my guitar tutor, a lovely fella called Tom, came for our lesson, which is only once per week for an hour, and he tried to explain the concept, well, it just went over my head.

Tom has, from the start, attempted to teach me music theory; it may as well be rocket science or nuclear physics, as most of the time it just goes straight over my head, or it will take me months, then just out of the blue strike me with an "Ahhh!" moment.

I can tell I am going through a mental phase, sort of, reaching out to try and find things that make me happy. It always happens when I lose a sense of purpose and end up being stuck in the house. I have now been off work since the 31st of August, no bike rides in that time, and apart from my regular, around the block on a morning with wor Nev, I haven't been out too much, though did enjoy a look out to see my Aunt and Uncle, and then on the way home ern and I took Neville over the field at the back of Langley View and let him run around in the huge field. It was the first time he had been allowed to run free, mind you, he had his leader attached, just in case. Not that either Ern or I could catch him if he made off. I mean 'm a professional cripple, and Ern is almost 85.

So in my downtime, I wrote this, which describes how I can't think of the melody or tune to go with another set of lyrics.

Lost Words

I've been trying to write a melody that fits a sad song
It's been taking me days and days; I've been on for so long.

My hands are so sore, and my fingers are numb. I've been on for hours and hours just strumming this old dark guitar.

 I'm just like an old forty-five that is stuck in its groove. Just spinning to the same old sound, and I'm getting nowhere

I put my guitar down and I think for a while, then I go and pick it up again, maybe I'll give it one more try.

All of these words, written on a page, are lost with nowhere to go. I'll be haunted to the end of time.

Oh, and as boredom has set in, I have now been looking at another guitar. It's weird, as I must try and convince myself that if I just get a more expensive guitar, I will miraculously play better. Maybe I need to do a Robert Johnson and meet the Devil at the crossroads and sell my soul. Hey, if you haven't seen the movie with RalpMacchio called "Crossroads,"  from way back in 1986, also featuring Steve Vai, well, it's well worth a watch.

Gibson L-00 Vintage Sunburst

                                                                                                                                           Anyhoo, a new guitar on my radar is a Gibson L-00 Special Satin Vintage Sunburst. Here, check out a few pics. It looks gorgeous

Looks awesome

  

It's a smaller-bodied guitar, which I prefer as I am trying to play sitting on the couch with my prosthetic leg; the larger guitars tend to slip off, and I can't get comfortable. Most people, if they are right-handed, place a guitar on their right thigh. I have to sit with it over to the left, which again makes a big guitar difficult to handle.

No doubt I will post something if I decide to invest. Lol, I am of course attempting to avoid temptation...Now, where are those crossroads again?