I actually had a few minutes today to wax nostalgic . . . and went to YouTube to see if I could find and "older" Simon and Garfunkel singing " America." Mostly because it is a song I am adding to my personal performance catalog.
OK, I knew what I was looking for . . . because I had seen this show when it came on several years ago. Two gifted singers, a Martin guitar . . . and the absolute silence of the audience.
Can it get any better?
One of my struggles as a singer/guitarist is to discover the different ways to play a guitar so as not to overshadow the vocals. In my mind, I am a singer first, and play at guitar to support my singing. Here, Paul and Art remind us all the same thing that the late Floyd Dakil shared with me once during a guitar lesson I had with him. He told me that as far as guitar goes for every song, that . . . "Less is more."
God's grace, and good music . . . still amazes me . . . ><>
I started to read Andre Agassi's book, "Open," last night. A gift from my oldest daughter for Christmas several years ago. I hadn't read this long in quite a while, and when I looked at the alarm clock on my bed side table . . . 1:58 AM!!!! 3 hours! Wow! Not a bad book. A lot of what I am about, in terms of my core values, strengths, passions and faith is based in discovering who I am, especially as a child of God. My introvert friends will no doubt shudder should they read this. At heart, I am a pleaser . . . so for many of my early years, it was not about discovering what I wanted to be or felt called to do. It was all about what someone else wanting me to be or do. When I counsel people, one of the questions I use during the first session is . . . "what did you want to be when you grew up?" Our inner child is not a dumb or narrow sighted as we think. I will finish the book tonight or tomorrow. If you like books about self-discovery, and coming to t…
Honestly . . . I can't stand the stuff, and can't deal with the knowledge it was used as an ingredient in stuff I am served to eat. If I ever write a blues song, it will be called, "I Hate Sour Cream!"
I'm just saying. Sour cream looks like white spackle. Tasted like it the last time I tried it eat it. How I know what spackle tastes like is another story for another day. God's grace still amazes me . . . ><>
My normal two weeks of serious/deep thinking (usually the last week of December and first week of January) has extended into a 3rd week, and looks to be heading into a 4th week.
Good stuff I'm thinking about . . . actually, some of it is pretty "heavy."
Am I at a crossroads, you ask? No . . . don't think so . . . just thinking about some stuff that "used" to be important to me.
Funny thing, the older I get, the less I am willing to stand up for. However, what I am willing to stand up for . . . I am pretty rock solid about those things.
Perhaps such attitudes come because of clarity brought about by life experience and maturity.
I sure wish that years ago I knew what I know now!!!! But alas, that can never be.
I do seem to be seeing, no it's really more about sensing, a path, albeit a cloudy / out-of-focus path . . . that is calling me / inviting me . . . and, it seems, in my spirit, I know that I need to travel down that path, and put my trust in God whi…
For the record . . . January 3, 2011 . . . I really, really, really love my Taylor GS Mini. I plugged it in today to my Loudbox 100 amp, cranked the gain all the way . . . and rocked out to "Walk Away." Not the "Eagles" version, but the "James Gang" version from Joe Walsh's early years. Awesome . . . it's not an LP . . . but really, I was very pleased. I wouldn't ever do this in public . . . I just wanted to see what would happen. Nothing exploded, thank God! The amp was so loud, I couldn't hear my voice! Hmmmm, my home study doesn't seem to be as dusty as it was earlier! Bob Taylor had a neat idea when he created this guitar. God's grace still amazes me . . . ><>