Archive for July, 2018

for several weeks now, i’ve played a half-hour or more,
pretty routinely, almost every day. naturally, i’ve
made improvements.

the thing is… and it’s a *startling* thing… again
and again i’ll get this feeling of “this is the best
i’ve ever done in my whole life”. not *every* time…
oh, hell-no. but, weirdly-often. several times a week.
and it’s probably even true. sometimes.

what is *undeniably* true: the skin on my fingertips
is a lot better prepared to bang on steel strings than
ever before. and the muscles of my left forearm… and
those of my left hand itself… are usually at least a
little bit sore…

and i *like* it this way. now this. for all my *hugely*
improved techniques… too many to mention… it doggone
it *feels* just like it did in the 70’s when i was first
banging it out three chords at a time. which, in case it
isn’t obvious, is a great feeling.

yadda. i used to like blogging.

now i mostly like filling in crossword puzzles.

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