Don’t over-exaggerate your skills. If you say you can ice skate? You’d best be able to manage more than a wobble around the rink ~ The Actor’s Survival Guide
For Christmas, Amras bought me a very big present, which he knew I had been after for at least a year. Today UPS finally knocked on my door with a box that was almost taller than me, wished me a nice day and good luck and left me in possession of said box.
After about a half an hour of tearing through packing material (thankfully no packing peanuts!) and layers upon layers of bubble wrap, I finally got my hands on the Emily the Strange collectors’ edition Epiphone guitar.
Yes, he bought me a guitar.
A guitar I have wanted specifically since we saw it in Brazil last year…but that I had never really thought I would actually obtain.
The catch is…I have never, not once in my life, picked up a guitar. When I first saw the Emily guitar on display in a second hand music shop in Brazil I do remember pointing at it and saying that if I owned that guitar, I would learn how to play…
The truth? This is a beautiful instrument, and it scares me just a little…because I’m afraid I’ll damage it, or break it, or break myself trying not to break it. I mean, I don’t even know how to tune a guitar. Let alone play one!
It takes time to get to know an instrument, and it’s been a lot of years since I even tried. I played piano decently as a teenager, and I played trumpet (poorly) for a long time in high school. But I’ve never built a relationship with an instrument quite like this before. I don’t know it yet, and it definitely doesn’t know me. First dates are always so *awkward*
It feels like the scene in the music man when the smallest member of the “band” walks up to Professor Hill holding a french horn that is almost bigger than him
Professor, professor! I don’t even know how to hold it right! There’s these little spiggots on the side, but which one’s which?
So…this one is going to be an uphill adventure! Okay guitar, you respect me, I respect you…got that?