I started guitar lessons yesterday (thanks to
Andy!) after about a 25 year break. I took lessons once at a community center back in the OC, but I only fooled around with it from time to time. I don't understand why being able to play has always been such a desperate desire, but not enough to get me to follow through. I guess I'm just not self-disciplined enough to just sit down and figure it out on my own, and having a wife that's so good at both singing and playing has almost made me feel like I could vicariously or something.
Anytime I watch someone else play I have always thought, gosh I wish I could do that. Inheriting my Grandpa's guitar was the incentive that I needed though. I started to check into lessons and there was supposed to be a class at the church, but it seems to have evaporated for the summer. Fortunately, Andy volunteered to work with me in the meantime, and then I got home and Birgit helped me too. Now let's see if I can at least be self-disciplined enough to keep it up!
posted by randall at
3:32 PM
3 Comments:
Very cool, don't give up.
Good for you! I recently started lessons again also. It was hard at first to get into the habit of practicing again, but I'm getting into it now, and really enjoying it.
How much do y'all recommend practicing? I did 5 days this week for about 15-20 minutes each and Birgit said, “if you’d practice more you’d get better quicker." Guess I’ll ask my instructor tomorrow.
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