Music nibbling around the edges of my brain and missing Six Pack
A song that I started ages back has started to nibbling back on the edges of my brain, except now I only have little bits and pieces and the original emotional inspiration for it is long, long gone.
Normally, what I'd do is sit down with my guitar and just noodle and play with words. That's how I write most songs, I think.
Now, Anna's guitar is perfectly fine and I'm extremely grateful that she's let me borrow it these months, but it's not Six Pack (which is my main guitar) and the "feel" is different. I miss a few chords, the tone isn't quite the same. They're all little things, but it makes it harder to work on songs.
(For comparison, I played Anna's guitar at Worldcon, but Six Pack is almost an extension of me (or would be, if I played better)).
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