MissouriPicker

Guitars are like women. You can’t have too many.

When I was young, I spent 90% of my money on booze and raunchy women. The other 10% I wasted.

Thank you, my friend. I am flattered……….I just write about things that are kind of a “slice of life.” It can be about old friends, houses, situations, dogs, growing-up. Most of us just write about what we know from living…..Keep writing.

Women say that all men cheat, but on The Maury Show, 80% of the men are not the father.

I’ve come a long ways on my guitar technique (at least for me). I almost always start a song playing open chords, but then I end-up playing at the 5th-7th frets as I play melodies instead of strumming a chord. For some, it’s pretty routine stuff, but for my level of playing I feel like Chet Atkins. Music is a very enjoyable journey for me. I’ve never pressured myself to be a real good picker. I’ve just picked-up the easier things to do. It’s never been a completion for me. I just like to play. ….It’s also a form of therapy. I write a lot of songs. Many are unfinished and some of those will likely remain that way. That’s just part of songwriting for me…..Recently I came-up with a chorus and am now working on the verses to a new song. Sometimes what you consider to be the chorus eventually becomes a verse as the song kind of starts writing itself and something else becomes the chorus. Sometimes you have a line you really want to use and because you won’t drop it, you have a real hard time moving forward. I have that happen a lot…lol….. Hopefully, I’ll finish this song, because I really like the chorus. The years have changed this heart of mine, but like a flower that withers on the vine, I seek nourishment so I can bloom again, that’s when I reminisce about old dogs and old friends.

Nicely done. Easy-to-listen-to.

The Dove is a beast. Far more guitar than it’s name suggest.

The value of music is beyond dispute. I don’t doubt it’s potential to help children in the womb. At the very least, it is good therapy when I’m feeling down.

I recall something else I was told during my high school days. Don’t remember if it was a teacher who gave me the advice or not. Hell, it could have been my dad. Anyway, it was damn good advice and it’s been foremost in my mind for years. I was told “Don’t let your meatloaf!”

Good points! For myself, I don’t care how noisy a jam is. Most of them are clusterflucks of noise anyway. I play because I love playing. Could never make a living at it. I understand the points you’re making and they are good ones, but I’m not that concerned about hem. . Bass/highs/trebles are not even on my radar when I’ve got a nice guitar…..If I’m busking and think I’ll need more volume I’ll bring a battery powered amp. Keep your “bird” flying and making the sweet music you are capable of playing.

You know you’re getting old when your back goes-out more than you do.

Did you know that 80% of the guys on The Maury Show “are not the father.,” and that 60% of them said they were busy playing a Gibson guitar during the “window of conception.”

I guess I can’t use my Hummingbird for busking or jams anymore. In the twenty years I’ve had it I’ve never noticed all of these limitations it has…….Seriously, just like “The greatest guitar player,” it’s depends on who you ask. If you like the guitar, use it for whatever music you like. If you’ve like a different guitar for different styles/venues/genres, then use the guitar that is right for you.

Nicely done, my friend. I like it a lot.

At least Taylor throws-in a toga with each guitar.

You know you’re getting old when you consider sneezing and peeing at the same time as multi-tasking.

So, last night I goggled “Who gives a f%&^?,” and my name wasn’t there.

If I’d had as many wives as I’ve had guitars, even the Mormons would have kicked me out. I’ve continuously swapped, sold guitars for over sixty years now. My oldest one is my Hummingbird, which I I’ve had for twenty years now. It’s not going anywhere.

When I was about fifteen, I was booted from the Boy Scouts for eating Brownies.

You better check with Jennifer first. She might be working on her paper clip collection.

I’m old enough to remember when “stick it up your ***” was an insult and not a pickup line.

What the hell! You can get an Esteban with an amp for $199.

Through the years I’ve sold, traded, given-away more instruments than I can remember. Don’t know if I miss any of them. I guess I don’t think about them enough to miss them. I suspect that many of them have become great guitars for some people. Many of them I didn’t keep long or give them a chance to be “my” guitar. If I didn’t bond quickly with them, they were often gone in a few weeks or less. I’m real content with what I’ve got now…..at least for now.

That’s a good one…….

It’s really embarrassing when my dog sniffs someone’s crotch, because he’s a chihuahua and I have to lift him up.