sadly, it's never a good thing
when i pick up a guitar. i wish i had a piano. my parents said they'd give me theirs, i guess poor lawrence (my upstairs neighbor) is lucky they didn't. lisa came in from work she said she could hear me in the driveway. i started off playing my own songs, it's bad when i get to that point...to start off there..well damn. i guess i'm just a motherfucking open wound tonight.
still my fingers are aching to play "precious things". i have never been a great guitar player. when i practiced a lot (when i was 18 or 19) i was an ok one, but now i just suck ass... it soothes me to a point but i just want to beat the shit out of piano and wail...
i'm seriously thinking about going to v'burg tomorrow so i can play. i just lose myself. it is my bliss. it is the only comfort i've known in so many years. i just get in there and the keys make sense in a way that strings never have. it's like making love to a familiar and good lover, and the guitar has always been a sort of one night stand...even a good decade into playing... cheap fuck vs best sex of your life... *lol* and i'm comparing musical instruments to sex...
well i get neither...i'm in an awful place, how did that happen? i guess the holidays aren't as good for me as i thought. i don't hate them the way some do, but yeah...
since i have no other outlet the bad guitar will do for now, and my poor sad fingers wish that i played more often...
still my fingers are aching to play "precious things". i have never been a great guitar player. when i practiced a lot (when i was 18 or 19) i was an ok one, but now i just suck ass... it soothes me to a point but i just want to beat the shit out of piano and wail...
i'm seriously thinking about going to v'burg tomorrow so i can play. i just lose myself. it is my bliss. it is the only comfort i've known in so many years. i just get in there and the keys make sense in a way that strings never have. it's like making love to a familiar and good lover, and the guitar has always been a sort of one night stand...even a good decade into playing... cheap fuck vs best sex of your life... *lol* and i'm comparing musical instruments to sex...
well i get neither...i'm in an awful place, how did that happen? i guess the holidays aren't as good for me as i thought. i don't hate them the way some do, but yeah...
since i have no other outlet the bad guitar will do for now, and my poor sad fingers wish that i played more often...