Its like trying to develop without a placenta. With no lessons or advices ive been trying to learn guitar techniques and characters. Researching on B.B. King for some blues knowledge. Being a sponge would really help right now. Trying to learn all these complexity gives me an unorganised foundation. Progression of chords or riffs which can be played on different necks to give different moods is one of which i can remember. Vibrato is my favourite. Tense the strings up, it starts to rage. Tense it down, it sulks. Up and down either creates an end, begining or rhythm to the set. Either closing the door to a riff or opening to a solo. Sounds are heard as emotions to me now.
John Mayer's videos helps me on finger style and adaptation of ''stately'' solos. But what i need is an electric guitar with pedals and amps. Exploring into that market is a headache. I need sorta map or mentor to guide. With only my guitar and me with no motives, nuturation and no sign of maturing. Plots to a similiar scene of moose hunting while armed with an empty sniper in the Alaskian moutain terrains with no map or compass.
Bought a new cedar wood solid top acoustic guitar with bross bass strings. I am not sure of the acutal spelling of the strings, however it is pronoucned as such.
Just what i typed here about guitars or the type of guitar i bought should be confusing the simplicity out of you or you didnt bother reading the whole paragraph and bumped into this sentence. Well. its human nature to scroll down the chunk of sentences which we predict to be dull. So we just glance at some words. Worst of all you may not even be reading this sentence.
Caffeine craving now. What i know now is that the thread i assumed as a stretched out silk, is now into alloy knots.
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