I’ve generally bailed on this thread - not through anyone’s fault, I’m just not a gear head, so I usually feel stupid - but I felt the need to pour this out. Welcome to my semi-biannual guitar journal. No I don’t do Facebook anymore, deal with it.
I think I’ve made a break through in my playing. I know that sounds weird coming from a 52 year old guy who’s played since he was 18, but there you have it. I never played seriously. I played in a band in college, when I barely knew how to play and then the next band I was in I joined when I was over 40. That did not end amicably for a number of reasons but I grew as a player by leaps and bounds. I went from god-awful to intermediate inside of about 5 years. But I was really stifled with those guys. I was not a “core member,” I was just a “contributing artist.” Long story, but you can imagine the egos. I was just a guy who could be ignored when it was handy - (at one of the first shows I played with them, they started the second set while I was still taking a piss).
Now for the last five years I’ve been playing with a new outfit, of which I am a full member. It’s a real saga - I was originally brought in by my brother-in-law, the drummer, who was also in the ego band with me. I was to replace a guitarist, call him T, because he was driving everybody crazy. Before the switch could be made, the other guitarist, call him Q, quit, and I took his place instead. Then my brother-in-law got sick and had to quit so we got a new drummer (all these guys, besides me, played with each other in dozens of bands back in the 80s and 90s). Then we all got sick of T again he got kicked out and Q came back. That’s when things really started gelling.
I wrote my first song at age 51. I’ve now got three songs in our set list and I’m working on a couple more. But my breakthrough is in my ability to solo. I never learned my scales and I could never quite ear my way into a decent solo so I never improved. Then I got a looper. I looped a chord progression in the key of A-minor and picked out the notes that worked in it and, low and behold, I taught myself A-minor pentatonic. I’ve been having a field day up and down the neck with that form, in all keys, for about a year now and yesterday I finally felt it - I was riding the tube - I wasn’t thinking about what I was playing and I heard things I didn’t think I could do. Now I’m not saying I pulled off anything Claptonesque, but at my level it’s a bit of something.
And here’s the whole point to my longwinded bullshit. I tripped into sort of Zen and the Art of Soloing exercise. I discovered in my soloing that I had a habit of doing quick slides up the neck, or sometimes down, at the end of a phrase. Sort of an idiosyncrasy that I discovered I had instead of one I planned. But then it got good. Once I realized I was doing it, I couldn’t get myself to repeat it without it feeling completely forced and out of placed. I thought I’d ruined myself. But the more I played the more I forgot that I was *trying *to do and I just did it. I don’t know if that makes any sense to anyone, but it felt so good.
Anyway, talk to you again in another six months when I figure out open tuning or something.