Guitar Streak

Eight days in a row babie, the guitar has been played for eight days in a row. I suck more today than I did on day one but who cares, it’s eight days in a row, babie!

I did the same thing as yesterday. The night before I threw together a new song idea and then put two tracks of rhythm guitar on it in the morning. The difference here is that yesterday’s song was super easy yet fun and might actually turn out to be a good song. Today’s song was super easy but not fun, instead it is boring and dumb and will likely turn into a terrible, awful song.

Who cares!

Nutubes totally aren’t a gimmick, right? All the dust is totally a gimmick though, but not the Nutube… right?

Focus was on the pedal. The King of Tone pedal I waited over five years for but am now totally loving

Whoops! This is what happens when you accidentally tap the touch screen on the Nikon Z5 while you’re rolling across the floor on your office chair. Whoops, indeed.

Okay, time to go get ready for work. Happy Thursday, kids!

Photogenic

Good Kitty

Success and Failure

The days playing guitar streak has hit seven! One full week, babie! I added a new song idea last night. It was short and super easy. I put rhythm guitars on it this morning after finishing my faux jog (yog) in the cellar. I didn’t plan it that way, it just worked out. I finished the one song with enough time to take a picture and write this post.

That’s the successful part of the morning. What’s the failure? Is it senility in my old age? I say that with a tiny percentage of seriousness after witnessing what my mother went through over her last decade.

Last night I put up a to do list for this morning. It included taking the trash out to the street. Today is Wednesday. Our trash pick up is Tuesday. How did I get that wrong? How did I screw up the days like that? I was already worried that our outside barrel was too full, now it has to go a whole second week. Shit. Also, today is recycling pick up. That means the recycling has to go a whole two extra weeks. What the fuck, Robert?

Okay. Time to pack up the lunch for work and get showered and dressed. I don’t think I can fuck those two things up. At least I played a little. Focus on that, you moron.

Cats

The cats seem especially cute tonight, so here you go.

Six Days and Counting

The consecutive days of guitar playing streak is up to six days. I didn’t get any playing in last Wednesday as it was a commuting day and I didn’t get up early enough. The following six days, including this morning, I played at least a little bit. I used my SG to put leads on two songs from May. I played especially poorly. I don’t think it was rust this time, I think it was physical impairment. Specifically, my finger tips didn’t work correctly, in part because the calluses are gone but the pre-callus blisters are coming in. Ouch. When I took a shower after I finished my crappy playing the hot water hitting my fingers stung like a mutha.

Oh well. Hopefully I’ll get up early enough to get a little playing in tomorrow, given that it is another commute day. It would be nice to have the streak hit the full week mark.

The playing was bad today and so were the obligatory pointless pictures. I had to take a second batch because the first batch was crap.

The Streak is Alive

I should go back through the blog and figure out how many days in a row I have played guitar now. I think it’s five. Maybe four. Probably five. I don’t know.

I put lead guitar parts onto two songs this morning. Both are pretty bad, but not too bad… if you know what I mean.

The Musical Weekend Continues

I stuck to my guns and played some guitar today. Again. That is like four days in a row or something like that. My playing isn’t improving, but that’s okay, right? I put lead guitars onto one song and rhythm guitars onto another. That means I have one song completely tracked. There will be a song submitted for Record Every Month this month. Pat yourself on the back, Robert.