Wednesday, May 1

It's interesting how life changes when you have a guitar on your lap. Lief seems to slow down to the pace of your pick (and/or strum). I think a lot of my playing has to do with a lot of how people view life. My skill lies in picking, and I really enjoy a haunting bit of music. Where as my brother plays kind'a hard. Which is funny because I enjoy heavier music than he does. An interesting thought to finish up a May 1st.



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