Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
Ha! That's a good 'un.You go: "Aye, sure. Here ye go, pay pal"?
Ha! That's a good 'un.You go: "Aye, sure. Here ye go, pay pal"?
I know. Even though I don't really brag about it much. Mind you, I probably should.Yay! these all sound like good opportunities for you, Graeme! You're good at playing your guitar.
Haha! It's funny you should say that, lily. As my sister drove us back into town, just as she turned onto the street where I live, she half-jokingly said:You can be a part of a musical entertainment team.
A bit of both, really. Confident in my abilities as a guitarist but nervous as it's something I haven't really done much. And the last few times when I did "perform" in front of other people β be if family just watching as they came into my room while I was in the middle of playing the guitar. Or, all those times during my high school music classes, as well as the performance portion of my music exams β my anxiety got the better of me, unfortunately. Needless to say, my guitar playing didn't sound that great, nor impressive.Why, do you feel nervous? Or r u confident?
So, about a day ago - or it might be a couple of days now. at the time o' me writing this - my oldest sister mentions to me that this coffee shop in Kettleholm is going to start doing open-mic nights every Thursday from 5 pm to 7 pm.
Kettleholm is another wee village in the Scottish Borders, not far from where I live. Just 4 miles from my hometown.
Anyway, my sister asked if I fancied it - like actually taking my guitar and getting up on stage and playing in front of folk. Which I said I'd have to go and see what it's like as an audience member before I think o' getting up on stage. Plus there's the issue of me needing to put together a live rig that would utilise my laptop and the guitar amp simulation software I use for my electric guitar tones, as well as an actual guitar amplifier. Because ah went n' sold the Marshall Solid State amp - ah forget the exact model - I had once I started using AmpliTube. Thinking that ah wouldnae need it since ah wus using my laptop and software to get my guitar tone.
Though, it was probably for the best. As that Marshall had a 12" inch speaker and weighted a tone. There's nae way my sister would allow me to lug that in the boot o' her car every week, as well as my guitar, laptop and audio interface. And drive me to and from the venue every week.
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forget about the past in high school, look ahead. I heard your music playing, (is it called guitar riffs?) and I liked it! & other people liked it too. I hope your anxiety won't get the better of you this time if that's what you're saying.I know. Even though I don't really brag about it much. Mind you, I probably should.
And I realised these are really great opportunities for me. I'm just in 2 minds as to what I should do.
As far as: should I just noodling about, improvise and let whatever the first guitar riff or melody is dictate what I'm playing? Like I usually do after I've got the guitar in tune.
Or, should I do covers song, or a mix of both covers and my original guitar riffs? Like, go back to the bands that I started listening to when I was 12, when I was developing my own taste β as well as the ones I started listening to 2 years later through learning how to play the guitar β and learn whole songs from start to finish. But just the guitar parts. Because those 2 years prior to me picking the guitar really shaped how I'd approach learning it.
Haha! It's funny you should say that, lily. As my sister drove us back into town, just as she turned onto the street where I live, she half-jokingly said:
"Hey! If you teach me tae get good enough at the bass guitar, maybe ah could accompany ye, musical, eh?" Like with my reaction to my sister saying about the busking permit, I looked away and started smirking at this question. Letting out a "Pfft!" before laughed out loud again as my sister asked what so funny. Her feigning outrage before I even said a word. Anyway, just before we got to my house, I regained my composure and my sister turn to look at me as I say:
"You, accompanying me musically? Aye, sure. But only if ye can keep up wi' me. Which, ummm..." And I'm cut off before I could finish speaking, with my sister again feigning outrage and pointing how I've only just started teaching her the bass guitar. And we both laughed as we pulled up to my house.
And as we walked up the path to my house, I again asked my sister if she was bluffing, to which said she wasn't. With that, I pointed out that we'd need to start planning now β giving a brief overview of the equipment I'd need β and telling my sister that she'd need to go halves with me, money-wise. As the setup I'm going for isn't going to cheap.
A bit of both, really. Confident in my abilities as a guitarist but nervous as it's something I haven't really done much. And the last few times when I did "perform" in front of other people β be if family just watching as they came into my room while I was in the middle of playing the guitar. Or, all those times during my high school music classes, as well as the performance portion of my music exams β my anxiety got the better of me, unfortunately. Needless to say, my guitar playing didn't sound that great, nor impressive.
That's very true. Those high school memories were just the first thing that came to my mind when my sister said she'd get a busking permit. But I will look ahead and start preparing for it and have a think about putting together so sort of setlist.forget about the past in high school, look ahead.
Yep! That's what they're called - guitar riffs. And I'm happy to hear that you and others like them.I heard your music playing, (is it called guitar riffs?) and I liked it! & other people liked it too.
Yeah, that's what I'm saying. When I was younger, anxiety while playing guitar in front of people (including my family) would make me tense up quite a bit. Because tensing up is very counter-productive to guitar-playing, as you want to keep the wrists pretty relaxed, and not grip the guitar neck or plectrum like yer holding onto them for dear life.I hope your anxiety won't get the better of you this time if that's what you're saying.