Hmmm

"Is The Universe trying to tell me something (he asked again)?"

I went to a local music store to try to sell my guitar, and in my head I had a bare minimum amount that I wanted to get for it, but when I brought it in, the guy told me that in order to make a profit, the store could only offer me thirty dollars. he was kind enough to show me current eBay auctions for my model, and suggested I try to sell it there on my own.

I guess I'm keeping it!

Longevity

After having the idea in my head for the last week or so (it popped into my head as I listened to my Real School compilation cd on the way home fro Manchester Airport last Thursday) I finally got the bulk of the writing for my original song "Longevity" down on paper in one 15-minute burst of creativity.

It's about how it should be okay to not always be in a relationship, or go from girlfriend to girlfriend without a break in between.

I'll be working out the music and polishing up the lyrics over the next few months (or quicker, depending on my inspiration)...

Howdy Stranger

I'd been trying to sell my guitar on Craigslist recently because I never use it, but after three attempts no one has shown any serious interest. I guess the universe wants me to keep it...

Anomaly?

I'd been looking over at my guitar quite frequently over the last few days (in between art projects and "Mad Men" marathons), and today I finally picked it up again, and put it to hard use. Miraculously, from just before 1 pm 'til a little after five I ran through all of my exercises and most of my assigned and chosen songs from last year's lessons. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Perhaps it's the dawn of a new era, but only time will tell.

See This Towel?

:::FLING!:::

I think it's pretty clear that I don't have the desire or the discipline to be a full-time musician. While I was taking lessons I practiced every day for at least an hour, for close to six months. Once my lessons ended (because I couldn't afford to continue, not due to any lack of interest), my practice time quickly went south. I'm pretty sure I only practiced six times in the last six months. If that isn't a clear sign, I don't know what is.

The positive: I own a guitar, and can play a few tunes. If I ever get the itch, I can scratch it instantly. I put on a successful music festival that entertained over sixty people (including nearly 20 kids) and pleased & impressed eight local musicians. And I discovered that while music is a humongous part of my life, it's more from a fan and promotional level than as a performer, and that my true love is (and skills lie in the) visual arts.

I'm not abandoning my guitar, nor will I stop writing this blog. I am just officially acknowledging the failure of this performance project as a potential new career path. If anyone was paying attention, I appreciate the time you spent reading my babbling. Maybe someday I'll have something of substance to report.

Jake out.