If You Really Love Music...

I really, really like music. Never really been interested in much else. Guitar is just one instrument I use, but it’s my primary because my uncle Bob played and I wanted to be just like him, so I learned guitar first. It’s endlessly expressive and extremely dependent on the quirks of the individual player, so there are as many cool guitar sounds as there are players.
 
Initially, a dude named Ace! Also Cheap Trick (where much of my stage presentation is influenced) then Nugent, Triumph and EVH.
Always wanted to play on stage like a rock star. Glad I have been able to!!


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I tend to use the left half of my brain a lot, I solve complex logical problems both privately and professionally. I find it rewarding and pleasurable. Music is the only form of 'art' that I engage in or even have much interest in. I did read a lot when I was young, that's true, I guess. Playing music combines both the left and the right half of the brain which is uncommon. It seems that I have to utilize the right half to keep things on an even keel... that's "why".
 
Well.... I feel I've loved music for a long time. But to play an instrument. That started in Jr. High when I joined band. Played trombone thru JrH and HS. While that was great fun, it wasn't going to be the instrument I played the rest of my life. Now, it was the late 60s early 70s. Some of the best music ever. So I guess it was just a natural evolution to go...."I think I should play guitar." So in 73 bought my first. An acoustic Yamaha 12 string. A year later I added an Ovation 6 string. And the rest as is said, was history.

Then there is the "guitar player gets the girl." While not entirely the whole story, the 12 string was the catalyst that got conversation started. And it just blossomed from there. I still have the guitar and I still have the girl. Dating and married, Fifty-Two years and counting.
 
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My Dad was (and still is) a huge music lover. When I was growing up, the centerpiece of the livingroom was his Stereo Set up with a nice dual Turntable, as well as his massive collection of CDs and LPs. When I was old enough, about 8 or 9, I was allowed to browse through the CDs and listen to anything. I had no clue, and so I just choose whatever Cover looked interesting. Then one day I picked the one with a somewhat unfamiliar Mt. Rushmore.

Not much later, my Parents bought me a god awful Red Strat Copy and there I was, wiggling the vibrato arm until it broke off. :rolf:

It has been downhill ever since. :electric:
 
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