Spring is coming. How do I know? Because I always get the urge to play my guitar when spring is coming. Today I dusted off the amp (sorta - as in with my sleeve) pulled out the Green Day book and decided to play. I LOVE my guitar. I did determine, however, that I am definitely lacking in the music department. Technically, I can play just about any instrument and I can play them well. TECHNICALLY. Phil and I were talking about it though, and I wish in some ways I was more like him. He sits down and just goes crazy. It doesn't matter that he doesn't have a clue what he's playing or that sometimes it sounds less than stellar. He just let's go. It's like a loss of control - just let it fly. Yeah, I am physically unable to do that. It bugs the hell out of me. I would love to be able to just forget all the technical bullshit and jam, but I can't. It annoys me if I play a note that is off. It bugs me if I'm off the beat even a tiny bit. I don't like not knowing exactly what I'm doing. In some ways, it's just like my life. I know I'm a control freak. I know I should probably let go a bit more. That's hard, though. I prefer the control. So, along with having a great good time playing, I learned a bit about myself. Not so sure it was anything I wanted to learn, but I did.
Pretend you are improvising a solo for jazz band. You can do that and it allows you to let go.
ReplyDeleteI cannot understand where you get that control stuff from....just listen to the first words of one of Anne Murray's songs: I'm strong, I'm sure, I'm in control. The lady with a plan. Believing that life is a neat little package I hold in my hand. I've got it together, they call me the girl who knows just what to say and do...