Oh man, I'm getting better at guitar every day. I've got blues I sing in E, G, and B now, with simple but cool-sounding riffs (no straight chords for Caleb anymore!) while accompanying myself on my guitar. A couple days ago I realized I could actually do a cool blues progression in C, and just now I came up with a totally awesome progression in A. This fingerboard is making more and more sense to me and it's arranged so seemingly perfectly for blues.
This thing I just came up with, though... I don't even know where it came from. I woke up at about 6:30 (for no reason I can understand either) and picked up my guitar (my mom was already awake and my brother's at my dad's house, so I wasn't waking people up) and started playing a song that I kinda cobbled together from words I heard on a Johnny Temple recording and the way I play Dylan's "Buckets of Rain". But this morning it took on a life of it's own and I don't even know. Then when I got scared I was going to overwork my new idea right away, I started playing around with different keys and settled on A. I screwed around with a few different chord positions and ran into one of my recent favorites, a seventh chord with the third on top that can be moved anywhere on the top four strings. It felt like it had to go down a half step, and then another, and then to an A major with root on top, and then to an E... and then suddenly I had a really cool turnaround riff on my hands. After a little more fumbling with some chord positions I had a sweet 12-bar progression in A, far more complex than anything I've ever played before. I have no idea how it happened. It was like ten different little things I've discovered in the past couple weeks just came together and suddenly they made an awesome. Or at least I feel awesome playing it.
Yeah, nobody really cares about that. Maybe you'd care if you heard it? How about this!
blooz.mp3 Please excuse the poor performance. Also I'm pretty sure there are a few extra or missing beats in there somewhere, but whatever.
I love this feeling of figuring out sweet music stuff. It's an elation I can't even begin to describe, and I live for it. And, eek, it's already almost half past eight.