Getting Used to Playing Live

One fun thing about all the rain we have had?  I have the best rain boots ever!

I love my sugar skull boots! And everyone else seems to as well. Everywhere I went yesterday, people stopped me to comment on my boots. They kept my feet warm and dry.

On the other hand, I am so ready for the sun, and very ready to check on my veggie garden. I can tell the plants are getting taller, but I want to get close and see if there is any fruit forming on the tomatoes!  I just have not gone out there in all the rain we have had.

As far as the music in my life (and the music man), our gig over the weekend went very well. It’s such an honor to be asked by a dear friend to help her raise money for breast cancer research. The money goes to the Susan G. Komen foundation. I know, I know, I’ve heard the good and the bad about Komen, but they have helped our dear friend! She is in her seventh year of living with stage IV breast cancer!

We played several songs: The Road is My Middle Name by Bonnie Raitt; Billy Burnette’s Wrong One Right; an instrumental by Jerry Reed, The Claw; an old song called Dim Lights, Thick Smoke; and more.

Playing live is something I am still getting used to. There is so much involved in performing! I think back to all the times I have seen people play and never once realized the work that went into it all before and after the actual tiny amount of time they were on stage. They had to buy and keep up equipment, learn the songs, rehearse them, book the gig, carry their equipment to the gig and set it up, break everything down afterwards, carry it all home, and then they had to unpack it, clean it up and put it away. And most musicians make very little money. I sure tip musicians better now that I realize all of that!

I am learning how to set up my amp, deal with chords, be quiet when my mic and amp are on but we are not playing yet, and so much more! It is also a challenge to learn to play and sing but also engage the audience. I don’t want to just look at a music stand or the floor the whole time! Wow. There is just a lot to it!  And then there is the whole argument about why a music stand or iPad should be on stage anyway!

Did someone ask about Vlad? Well, if you didn’t, you should have. We found out that while we were busy with the gig, he hitched a ride with some of the Meowfia in the neighborhood and went to the beach. Muppet from next door sent this over to us when we got back.

I hope everyone is having a great week.
Enjoy this day!
Lynn

Guitar Progress Video: Wrong One Right

This afternoon I did some practicing for an upcoming gig, so I figured I’d pull out the camera and get an updated progress video.  This is a Billy Burnette song that I first heard after Jason gave me one of Billy Burnette’s CDs.  I have soooo far to go in my playing!  Ugh.  I wish I could hit the 10,000-hour mark in a day, but alas it does not work that way. I’ll just keep practicing.

I am loving my Guild guitar, but it is a big guitar, a D-55 dreadnought. My right elbow has been hurting a bit, and I am actually wondering if it’s the size of the guitar. I guess time will tell. I would be extremely sad, except if it does not work out, well, it means more guitar shopping. 🙂 Of course, the elbow pain could also be from my desk job and using a mouse eight hours a day!

2005 Guild D55 dreadnought

Early this morning, I met my oldest son, Daniel, for a big hug. He is going deep sea fishing over the weekend. I don’t care how big he is, he is Pooh Bear to me! We looked into the sun, #nomakeup #nofilter for a selfie! I love this child. In fact, I love all my children so much. It cannot be put into words, as all you mothers know. Daniel brought me flowers on Monday for Mother’s Day and they are all open today! So beautiful!

First thing in the morning, looking into the sun. No makeup, no filter, no coffee. Got a hug from my boy before he headed off to deep sea fish.
Lilies from my oldest son, Daniel, for Mother’s Day.

I am off, running into the weekend, with so much to do. As usual, I’ll open the shop. We are practicing for an upcoming gig. I would love to get a minute or two in the garden! We shall see. Have a good weekend, everyone!

Enjoy this day.
Lynn

Hoyt’s Nickel Cologne, Estate Sale, and Other Stuff and Nonsense

Ahhh, the wonder of walking into a home where every. single. thing…. is for sale. I went to an estate sale early Saturday morning. I don’t know why the home was being emptied of every personal effect. A death? A moving on?  I just know that the home was being completely cleared out.

If you have never been to an estate sale, you should go to one (if you are so inclined towards those sorts of things). It gives me the most bizarre feeling to know that things are sold from out of dresser drawers and the nooks of closet shelves, and the last person to touch everything was the person who lived there but who has now moved on.

I mean, I have moved four times in the last five years. What work!  But in my own experience, I take my things with me when I move! What makes someone move away from a place and leave everything behind?  Well, like I said:  maybe they died.  Maybe they were moved to a nursing home. Maybe they said, “I don’t want it anymore!” At most estate sales, you may go into the kitchen and open cabinets. You may plunder through the clothes in the bedroom closets. You may rifle through the cosmetics in the bathroom.

I found a few items early Saturday morning. One was a Hoyt’s Nickel Cologne bottle. Probably from around 1900. Here is what an original label looked like.

And here is my bottle, sitting in the shop.

It is a tiny, sweet bottle, but the glass is heavy. I love the raised letters. It has character. It’s old.

In other news, Merry Christmas to me.

I went out by myself Sunday evening. I had every notion that I’d see a black Martin guitar and fall in love. Who knew I’d run headlong into a USA-made Guild, born in January of 2009. I love the inlay on the frets. And boy does she ring when she is strummed! I fell in love. I mean completely in love. I stayed in the store and played her for about an hour before I brought her home. I won’t be splurging like this again for awhile.

Here we are rolling into another Monday, but that’s good. As I left Sam Ash, on Cloud 9, heading toward Starbucks for a peppermint mocha to sip on during the trip home, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

Enjoy this day!