I still love my guitar class, but I get the feeling that my naturally tense mental state is impeding my progress. I asked my instructor today if it might help if I had a couple of drinks before class. He said it could be an interesting experiment but probably not a good idea long term, given that we convene at 10 a.m.
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3 comments:
Purty good, banjo-picker! Sounds like you and Steve will be strumming into old age together. You're giving us all hope that we old dogs CAN learn new tricks, after all!
Now you understand why so many great musicians have substance abuse problems. They all took guitar class in the mornings too.
Nice one Molly!! : )
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