I had a guitar for Christmas. Mrs Nobbs bought it for me. It’s because of an agreement I had with my son. If he passed his grade one piano, I’d buy him a guitar and we’d learn it together.
Of course, I’m a complete novice and he plays piano, cello and Oboe, so he’s raced ahead of me already.
But I’m persevering. Playing guitar is something I’ve always wanted to do and I’m not going to give up on it.
Yesterday, for a laugh, I shot a short video of myself practicing my scales (and doing them badly). I think what I’m going to do is film an intro to this later tonight, then cut the thing together and upload it to YouTube. It’ll be a laugh.
For you lot.
It’ll be embarrassing for me, I’m sure.
But actually, it might be a motivation to keep practicing and hopefully getting better. I’ll keep making videos and posting them and see if I make any progress.
Or not, as the case may be.
We shall see.
Oh, and do you remember my recording of me reading “The Gruffalo” to my daughter? Last night I recorded myself reading “Zog” to her. It’s on my soundcloud. Give me a day or so and I’ll post it here so you can listen to that too.