Thursday, March 17, 2005

Finally...

After many years of coveting...
After many musician boyfriends thatlet me have one, we break up and I have to give it back...
After asking for one for my birthday or Christmas for the last 4.5 years
I DID IT...
Ok...I got the guitar. Yes I did. I love it. I’m practicing a bit each day. Building up strength in my hands and toughen up my fingers to finger better.
Here it is:
http://www.ovationguitars.com/?fa=detail&mid=763
It is purple and it is mine. It's a chick guitar and I am a chick.
(Yes, it’s purple.) It’s mine and I’ve wanted a guitar since I was 16. Chrissie Hynde of the Pretenders is a huge influence, but she has nothing to worry about with me!
Now, I can do C, em, G, G7, D7, dm, bm am...but F hurts my fingers at the moment and bar chords are a beast also. I have to strengthen my left hand more, but I really like it.
I can proudly say I can play the White Hives and the beginning to"Someday, Someway" by Marshall Crenshaw. And I'm workin on "Killin Kind" by Shelby Lynne. I got a list and I will be practicing...
Too cool.
It's also pretty great to walk out of the office...enter into "Guyville" - that's what we call the area where we have all our guitars and it is pretty "testosteroni" - grab an axe (he he ) and play something. I get a look or two because I'm a chick, but hey...I can hold my own if I need to!
Rock on!

Those musician types

What did I ever see in musicians? What was their allure to me?
We have a regular...he's a "new age" musician that tours all over and plays in the area all the time. (Think John Corbett's part in "Serendipity")
So, musician decided to show off playing the bass. He and Scott, or guitar tech, started to play some Funk music and had a good groove going. I got the musician's order ready and walked over and said , "Hey Bootsy. I need your signature here." He looked at me very suprised and said "so you like the funk?" and I said, "that riff was copped straight up from Parlement Funkadelic, so sign here Bootsy." He asked, "How do you know this?" I said..."I was standing in the third row right in front of Bootsy the last time George was in Milwaukee. Thanks for the signature..."
So I go back to work, the boys continue to jam, and then the patriarch, Bud, walks into the store...sees me behind the counter and says loudly "Hows my girl singer?" and gives me a huge hug. NA Musician stops playing and listens to Bud and I talking and then comes to the counter and asks "What does he mean by that?" I said it's a term of endearment from big band/old jazz guys to be called "girl singer". He then said...You sing?!? And then Bud piped up, YOu bet your socks she does. We have ourselves a genuine jazz singer working for us. And she's a sharp cookie also."
I just smiled and then I got this "come hither look" from Mr Music and he came over to the side of me and said "So, theres more to you than just Office manager...you know funk, you sing jazz...Theres more underneath that preppy outfit of yours, isn't there?" I just smiled very coyly, winked and said.."Oh ... If you only knew..." and I laughed and went back to my office.
AND...
I'm staying away from the ponytailed guitar players...we got a live one that does lessons on week nights. I could give a rats ass if you can play stuff that you think will impress me(He did some Sting and I really like Sting)...like Jimi Hendrix "Star Spangled Banner", or Metallica or some lick lifted from Eddie Van Halen ( SO 80"S and Soooooo OLD)... OR MY FAVE...Lynerd Skynerd or however the heck that southern fried rock is spelled. AND BOTH Stairway to Heaven and anything by Nirvana ought to be banned. I'm happy that you know that, but can you hold a conversation ?!? (Tongue firmly in cheek)
Now, that is being cynical and very snarky, but hey! I've done the musician thing. I want a different sort of man. If he happens to sing or play, cool, but I don't need a full time musician in my life. Too much maintenence.
That damn allure of musicians. Kinda like a man with an accent...ooh. OH MY GOD...I just thought. What if a musician with an accent comes into the store. I'm dead gone. Dangerous turf for this girl.
Then again...part of the reason I am still single at my age is because of bastard musician boyfriends. I did have some nice musician boyfriends...but I can count them on all of one finger.
Some girls go for the "Bad Boys", Me...I will ALWAYS have this soft spot for a musician.
And everyday is like walking into temptation...

Where Ya Been?!?

Well peoples...
I've been working. ( I say that like It's an odd occurance...)
After this sabatical that I've been on...I get up in the morning, I go to work. I work. I work late sometimes. I drive home. I check my mail. I check my e-mail. Take a bath or something to that sort. And then I try and refresh my brain by reading some drivel and then go to sleep
Boy...I live one hell of an exciting life. Hey, I'm getting a paycheck and I'm surrounded by music everyday.
I"m starting to get a routine and will be able to add more things every day now that I'm fully trained...
It's all good.