Cat’s Outta The Bag
Or in my case, the guitar’s outta the case. Today I had my first guitar lesson.
Self-directed, with the help of this easy to follow website.
I learned the parts of the guitar. I learned how to hold the guitar. I learned how to hold the pick (I made myself a pick out of a piece of mat board…works great).
Then I learned how to play a chromatic scale starting on E using alternate picking. And I learned the basic chords of G major, C major, and D major.
I also learned that I have damn little hands. Playing chords is going to be a wee bit of a trial. While trying to achieve correct finger placement on the frets my inner critic whispered, “Oh, yeah, this is why you quit after a few weeks when you were 19. You can’t do this. It’s not physically possible. You have guitar-challenged digits.”
I will persevere and keep at it for at least one month before I consider trading in my 3/4 Yamaha for a ukulele.