Let’s be clear on one thing here: a guitar star I am not. Nor am I anywhere near being one. However, I do find that just picking Strange up and fumbling through the few chords I know and the one song I have roughly memorized, does do wonders for my state of mind.
Granted, Strange was not very happy with me when I picked her up today – I left her in the cold hallway (granted in her case) all throughout the busy Christmas holidays and then proceeded to cheat on her with Amras’ telecaster while I was in Florida (shhh I don’t think she knows) but eventually she warmed up to me again.
In the spirit of attempting to get further with this new inclination of mine, I even went so far as to sign up for a guitar lesson website – and am ,…exceptionally slowly…teaching myself how to read tabs. Tabs and chords keep getting mixed up in my head so I’m not quite sure what I’m looking at half the time but I find that seeing it play out in front of me helps somewhat. Between the website and my instruction books…and Amras…I am no longer feeling quite so hopeless as I was a few months ago.
But freya do I ever love that guitar. It’s been a long while since I truly loved an instrument…I don’t actually ever remember being attached to one like this, but somehow…this one’s different…and I think that’s a pretty good thing.
After all, a girl needs all the friends she can get right?