I have put myself in guitar school all over again! Instead of feeling pressured to get solos completely perfect, I am giving myself assignments for certain things and my assignment for this week was to get the rhythm of the song up to speed and played standing up as if I was in a performance. Next week I will start really nailing on the solo! I already know it but I can't play it up to speed yet very well.
I dedicate this video to @[4668:@Alicia Willis] who inspired me to have fun and let go and goof off if I want to be myself. I also dedicate this to @[59877:@Kat the metalhead] who doesn't ever give a shit what people think about how she looks or how she plays. She rocks hard on the camera and she is always true to herself. Something that I have forgotten about over the last few years.
Me: *issues contest*
Students: *pick noses*
Me: "I'VE ISSUED A CONTEST AND Y'ALL BETTER FUCKING STRAIGHTEN UP!"
Students: *Create platinum-selling album cohesively, design award-winning guitar, open up a charity to give each unfortunate child in a third world country a guitar, become masters overnight, have Yngwie Malmsteen asking them for lessons, and become complete virtuosos overnight*
Me: "Shit now I have to pick ONE?"
Y'all are kicking ass! THIS IS WHAT I WANTED TO SEE
I'm not going to lie things have been so busy lately. Between juggling the school lessons and my private lessons, my part time job and my real estate, as well as my book and trying to exercise...
NOTHING beats just lighting candles, drinking a glass of cold, fresh chocolate milk and listening to some soft jazz.
I've officially hit a brick wall with my playing. The harmonic minor scale. This thing is fucking HARD to incorporate into my playing. But I'm gonna push through. This just showed me I really need to delve deeper into learning guitar and not just learning scales
This is the school of dreams coming true. When I say on it I want to get better on guitar, the students to play standing up, the ability to talk to Syn, whatever it is it always happens. Just recently the spammers came back after I uttered the word Spam. Another wish of mine came true. It was like they never left. Now I have one more thing to say:
Sexy tall muscle long haired Italian man offering pizza and gelato.