I have been playing guitar since highschool. I have never gotten beyond “competent” but I mostly just play for my own enjoyment and have never set any high goals for myself in terms of proficiency.
As far as playing in front of an audience is concerned, all the performing I do is in a comedy setting. I do funny “novelty” songs so the humor is what’s important, my musicianship is never called into question.
So, now, after 15 years playing music, I am working with a metronome for the first time in my life and I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT!
I will be recording in May and I will be working with a wonderful producer who I love. I am very excited about the work that will come of this collaboration. We had a meeting recently and she told me that if this album is to have her name on it it will have to meet her standards of excellence. She told me that my rhythm guitar tracks will have to be much more solid than what she has heard from me. She told me to buy a metronome and to practice with it.
Don’t get me wrong. This is by NO MEANS a pitting of the producer. I love her and understand her point. I am happy to be working with someone who has such high standards. She is going to have my album sounding awesome.
But I have been working with the metronome and . . . I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT!
You may think that a metronome is an inanimate object, but you’re wrong. A metronome is a cruel, heartless, sadistic demonic beast that tears out your heart with its teeth. It stomps upon your soul. It taunts you with name calling. It chants (in perfect time) “wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong” and “worthless worthless worthless worthless worthless worthless worthless worthless” and “hack hack hack hack hack hack hack hack”.
I hate my metronome!!!
Fuck my metronome! Fuck all metronomes! Fuck them I say! Fuck all miserable fucking cruel heartless metronomes!
Now, if anyone wants to offer any MPISMS or IMHO or Cafe Society style advice, such advice would be appreciated, but I am in the Pit because I need to shout as loudly as possible
Fuck My Metronome!!!