Post by whiskat on May 22, 2020 23:15:18 GMT
I have appreciated reading all your stories. Dezzy, you have lived a long an interesting life. I hope to have the same experience one day. Thanks for sharing your story!
I started out on harmonica. But I am a bit of theorist and harmonica just didn't make sense to me. I bought a keyboard to learn about chords and scales, but couldn't make any sense out of rhythm. So I bought a ukulele. Then I eventually fiugered it out, but the role of the bass was still a mystery to me. So I bought a bass guitar. I sold it before a year had passed. I suppose the jump from ukulele to bass was too ambitious, might have something to do with the distance between the frets!
At this point in life I had fallen in love and as the story often goes it didn't work out. The only problem was that I had quit my job and left my appartment to be with this girl in another country. There I was in a distant country with more than enough money. I bought a guitar and went travelling. Eventually I settled down as a farm hand in the south of Spain. I spent two years there working the land, talking to horses and learning to play guitar. When I returned home I had exhausted all my funds. All I had was a pair of ragged pants with 50$ in my pocket, a shirt and a Hohner SP20 in C. I played the streets for change and slept in staircases until I managed to land a job interview. Suddenly I was making more money than I could spend. So I went on a holiday back to spain and bought a new guitar that I still have.
Within a year I met the love of my life who I am still living with. We moved further into the country to study and get educations. I had a part time job in a local fiber-cable company. I used to sit in my office plotting digits listening to music. One day I had randomly stumbled upon Kyle Creed on youtube. I heard his banjo playing and looked up the valley at the green forrest climbing the mountain tops. The tune was Cumberland gap and it was one of those warm autumn days that reminds you more of summer than winter. That's when I knew that banjo was the meaning of life. That was my last stop in my journey of instruments. Well, I recently bought an Oud, but I have my doubts about its resillience. I think I am going to sell it again.
Here's a video of my guitar playing a banjo tune (I am just an instrument, it's the guitar playing me!)
I started out on harmonica. But I am a bit of theorist and harmonica just didn't make sense to me. I bought a keyboard to learn about chords and scales, but couldn't make any sense out of rhythm. So I bought a ukulele. Then I eventually fiugered it out, but the role of the bass was still a mystery to me. So I bought a bass guitar. I sold it before a year had passed. I suppose the jump from ukulele to bass was too ambitious, might have something to do with the distance between the frets!
At this point in life I had fallen in love and as the story often goes it didn't work out. The only problem was that I had quit my job and left my appartment to be with this girl in another country. There I was in a distant country with more than enough money. I bought a guitar and went travelling. Eventually I settled down as a farm hand in the south of Spain. I spent two years there working the land, talking to horses and learning to play guitar. When I returned home I had exhausted all my funds. All I had was a pair of ragged pants with 50$ in my pocket, a shirt and a Hohner SP20 in C. I played the streets for change and slept in staircases until I managed to land a job interview. Suddenly I was making more money than I could spend. So I went on a holiday back to spain and bought a new guitar that I still have.
Within a year I met the love of my life who I am still living with. We moved further into the country to study and get educations. I had a part time job in a local fiber-cable company. I used to sit in my office plotting digits listening to music. One day I had randomly stumbled upon Kyle Creed on youtube. I heard his banjo playing and looked up the valley at the green forrest climbing the mountain tops. The tune was Cumberland gap and it was one of those warm autumn days that reminds you more of summer than winter. That's when I knew that banjo was the meaning of life. That was my last stop in my journey of instruments. Well, I recently bought an Oud, but I have my doubts about its resillience. I think I am going to sell it again.
Here's a video of my guitar playing a banjo tune (I am just an instrument, it's the guitar playing me!)
