Monday, November 1, 2010

Day 52: Guitars



I play the guitar. Not very well, mind you, but I do play. And I love it. I love having calluses on my fingers. I love the pain in my fingers felt after playing for hours on end. I love the black leftover on my thumb after strumming. I love the feel of stings beneath my fingertips, just waiting to be plucked and strummed. I love that you can have a hundred songs all using the same chord progression. I love using a capo. I love acoustic guitars. I love electric guitars. I love bass guitars. I love ukuleles. I love playing a chord and experimenting with different ways to play that one single chord. There are so many possibilities. I love how my parents got me a guitar long after I said I wanted one. Which, by that time, I had forgotten that I wanted one. I love finger picking. I love how there are so many different people that make guitars so well. I love going to a store with tons of guitars and playing every single one. I love that the majority of songs involve a guitar in some way or another. I love muting. I love hammering. I love steel strings. I love nylon strings. I love the ring that comes from picking one string. I love that you can see the string vibrating. I love guys that play the guitar. I love that so many guys play guitar now days. I love the wobble sound you can get from shaking the body of the guitar. I love playing chords. I love playing blues chords. I love playing scales. I love playing blues scales. I love tuning the strings to the perfect pitch. I love that you can put any song to guitar, whether it has one already or not. I love that I can strum a few chords really loud and hard when I'm angry or frustrated. I love that it can calm me down in the peak of any emotion. I love the smell of the inside of the body. I love that you can plug it into an amp and blast it until the neighbors scream at you. I love that you can play it on any street corner and get donations. I love making up my own chords. I love sight reading songs. I love playing tabs. I love making up my own songs. I love bar chords, no matter how hard they are to play. I love how the neck feels in my left hand and how my right hand just knows what to do. I love custom guitars. I hope to get my own custom guitar someday, a smaller than normal size though for my big palms and short fingers. I love the perfect harmony that comes when all the strings are in perfect tune. I love the hum that is still there long after you stopped strumming. I love the echo inside the body. I love dropping my pick into the body and having to shake and turn my guitar upside down to get it. I love being able to say that I can play the guitar.



By the way, this was me on Halloween :D Dark purple lipstick is the way to go :D

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