Tuesday is blue
C Minor(actually, D minor but I'm tuned a stepped down) is really a very sensual key. You can close your eyes, scoop the notes right and left, and feel the presence of the melody coming into life. I recommend it to anyone.
It's amazing. I've given my guitar more attention than I have girls for the past 2 years or so. I probably sound like a geek.. but my guitar doesn't seem like a selfless object made out of wire and wood. I've been playing her so long, she's more like a companion.. I think once you play an instument long enough it becomes an extension of yourself in ways that runs deeper than anyone may understand you. It moulds and shapes to your body and style. It's a tool used by artists to express one's deepest emotional expressions and secrets. For me, my guitar has been the voice of my heart and has seen the depth of my most depressed emotional frames of mind to my most euphoric moments of joy and divine love, and she usually gets the brunt of it all. I have cried, screamed, prayed and bled through that instrument, and like I said, although she is only wire and wood, there is emotional investment in her. I'm afraid of how much I love her, I know she will one day turn into dust.. and I'll be forced to find my spirit elsewhere.
But for now, there's still quite a bit we have to say together.
It's amazing. I've given my guitar more attention than I have girls for the past 2 years or so. I probably sound like a geek.. but my guitar doesn't seem like a selfless object made out of wire and wood. I've been playing her so long, she's more like a companion.. I think once you play an instument long enough it becomes an extension of yourself in ways that runs deeper than anyone may understand you. It moulds and shapes to your body and style. It's a tool used by artists to express one's deepest emotional expressions and secrets. For me, my guitar has been the voice of my heart and has seen the depth of my most depressed emotional frames of mind to my most euphoric moments of joy and divine love, and she usually gets the brunt of it all. I have cried, screamed, prayed and bled through that instrument, and like I said, although she is only wire and wood, there is emotional investment in her. I'm afraid of how much I love her, I know she will one day turn into dust.. and I'll be forced to find my spirit elsewhere.
But for now, there's still quite a bit we have to say together.