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A Woman Obsessed
This morning my fingers hurt so much from playing guitar that I had to stop after a couple of songs. I've got some pretty decent callouses, but not good enough, it seems. This is such a neat process, learning guitar! Since I've never played a musical instrument before, it's as if a whole new part of my brain is being woken up and put to use. I keep figuring things out, and then applying them to all the little song exercises in my books, playing through this and that...I've also discovered I'm starting to be able to remember music a little better. Last night before going to bed I had a "eureka!" moment and put together the chords and melody of "Love Me Tender" (yeah, sure, easy enough for the musicians among you, but for me it was a big deal) and then this morning, I picked up the guitar and was able to play it through without looking back at my notes.
And the thing about music is that (mostly) it all fits a regular pattern. It's like a puzzle, or an equation...if I take it apart and figure out how it works, it all makes sense and becomes easier to play. And when I get it right, I get the reward of playing something that actually sounds good.
Two nights ago I had a dream that little green buds of tree branches were sprouting from the tips of my fingers. I think it comes from this tingly feeling I have all the time, in my fingers, from pressing on the strings.
And the thing about music is that (mostly) it all fits a regular pattern. It's like a puzzle, or an equation...if I take it apart and figure out how it works, it all makes sense and becomes easier to play. And when I get it right, I get the reward of playing something that actually sounds good.
Two nights ago I had a dream that little green buds of tree branches were sprouting from the tips of my fingers. I think it comes from this tingly feeling I have all the time, in my fingers, from pressing on the strings.