Sorry if I'm boring you with guitar notes, but I thought
this quote from Steve van Zandt of Bruce Sprinsteen's E-Street Band (via
dangerousmeta) was pretty funny:
"Kids are now going from their rooms where they are learning the rudiments of playing and they go right to MySpace and Facebook. They are skipping the most important stage of their life, which is the bar-band stage...the energy that comes when you compel people to dance stays with you your whole career -- whether you are playing to 100,000 people at Glastonbury or 1,000 kids in a club."
Ha ha. I did that. I learned to pick out a Sor study at about one-third of the designated tempo and posted a video of myself playing it on Facebook for my friends.
It was more about gratitude than performance, really. A couple of my friends had encouraged me to play - one of them even gave me a couple guitars, an acoustic and an electric - and I just wanted to let them know I was keeping at it. (The electric guitar went off to live with Amy and her friends when she moved out. It's a better environment for it - they play loud. One must find one's proper niche.)
I promised my FB friends I'd eventually learn how to play the song right and post an update later. I need a lot of work. We're talking years.
I don't see myself ever standing up in front of a barroom crowd and making people dance. I'm working on a simplified waltz by Ferdinando Carulli (1770-1841) right now. It's a pretty piece of music, but I just don't see the kids getting up out of their seats for it.
Still. I get van Zandt's point. It's one thing to play for yourself and another thing to play for others, no matter the genre. I was listening to something by Segovia on my iPod the other day that sent a wave of happiness from my spine out through my fingertips. I'd like to send shivers like that up someone else's spine someday, either with my guitar or with a painting or a photo or with words. (Actually, people have reacted that way to my work once or twice. It does make me happy to be able to communicate something real to someone.)
Who knows, maybe I'll learn to strum a little. I mean, kids make whole careers out of G, C and D.
I found myself repeating a phrase in my head earlier today: "The world's happiness begins with your own." I puzzled over that for a while and later heard myself answer, "Perhaps. But sooner or later you have to let it flow." (I have unusual conversations with myself. They're often agonizingly repetitive and circular and repetitive and circular and sometimes last for years without making any progress toward any real insight.)
Oh, on a different note (hardy har): I uploaded some new classical guitar CDs to my iTunes library. An algorithm in the software evaluated them and characterized them as "low complexity." HA HA HA yeah right. Computers are stupid.