Guitar back from the shop. Oddly, the final bill to bring it into top playing shape, after years of buying upgrades for various parts (at this point, only the body and one strap button are original) and having them installed at a cut-rate by my intrepid guitar teacher (that's teacher, not repairman) back when I didn't yet know that you can never pay too much for skilled labour, came to about $7 more than the guitar cost me off the rack over 10 years ago.
Finally a pile of premium parts have come together under skilled hands to become a premium instrument. Considering how I'd written the thing off years ago as the twisted result of a series of rash decisions spurred on by guitar magazine ads, it really only cost me $350 today for the instrument I've always wanted.
That's less than $500 to realize a dream! You can't get your sweetums to poop on your hat for three times that! This was a bargain, people.
See that stool over there next to the chair I'm sitting in? The one between the bed and the guitar amps? I'm gonna be over there for a while.
Finally a pile of premium parts have come together under skilled hands to become a premium instrument. Considering how I'd written the thing off years ago as the twisted result of a series of rash decisions spurred on by guitar magazine ads, it really only cost me $350 today for the instrument I've always wanted.
That's less than $500 to realize a dream! You can't get your sweetums to poop on your hat for three times that! This was a bargain, people.
See that stool over there next to the chair I'm sitting in? The one between the bed and the guitar amps? I'm gonna be over there for a while.
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Actually, the butt makes only rare guest appearances in sets. She is shy, like Garbo.
Now you have to get YOUR ass over here and "jam" in the new "studio."
I got into Scofield because the Sampler player from Soul Coughing appeared on his 'Bump' album, and I wanted to check it out.
"Sampler player?" you ask.
Mark Di Gli Antoni (if I'm spelling it correctly) is a classical composer who gets a lot of his sounds from recording his compositions, and then processes the hell out of certain slices and used that glorious noise as backgrounds in SC songs. The results were eargasmic.
I got a pile of quality listenin' done to that album (I also own Uberjam and Up All Night but am less familiar with both), although I have to admit my jazz heart forever belongs to the inimitable Charlie Hunter.
I know what you mean about having gaping holes in the technique. I've been playing for probably about twelve or thirteen years. I've done time in many original bands, been a sideman, a stage musician, a session player, and faked my way through virtually any genre you can imagine with generally successful results.
But still, after all this time, I'm still very heavily the little alt kid who spent most of his high school years spending endless hours woodshedding on Soundgarden tracks. Bombastic and often clumsy rock bozoing will often belie the thousands of hours I have invested in my instrument. I find myself relying on too many stock tricks and licks. There is a bit of a rut going on in the playing... and so maybe a little jamming with some new cats might be just what the doctor ordered, you know?
My favourite guitarist of all time, incidentally, is former Bowie sideman Reeves Gabrels. If I could do a tenth of what he does on the instrument, I could die happy.