Here’s the thing. I life time of music and like maths, I run away from theory.
In fact it makes me nauseous.
It’s probably called something like … musicpraxius or something.
It’s why I fly solo.
I would be eating cheese and tomato sandwhiches (in an orchestra pit) during some amasing rendition of ‘We are the wombles.’
Playing by ear is, literally, that.
It hurts like…
One plays a song a trillion times just to know it and remember it and that includes them that I wrote too.
And yes I did and still do.
No one knows though, phew…….
I draw, paint and write each song down and hard copy it. I do this because my memory gets distracted by … Everything.
…Anyway, I will be attempting to sing (with guitar) the Wonderful ‘Be The Centre’ at Riverside United Church this coming Sunday.
Written by Michael Frye.
There are a few obstacles to overcome to acheive this.
1. Don’t be drunk
2.Don’t be drunk
3. Don’t forget your Song/chordsheets, your guitar, your clothes, Your Lip balm.
it’s a tough world in the Church Today.
So, here is a question or maybe more than one.
The Guitar bit I can do, the flute or pin whistle or high little wind intstrment I can hum, but the riff is bootiful as they would say in Wales and Norfolk.
Thing is, it’s just me on my ownsome.
But …. But …. I can and do play the blues harp.
So can I do that Blues harp riff with a guitar and neck holder of blue’s harp (Bob Dylan) style?
I don’t know!
The song is, it seems in D, and when it comes to Blues harp the key, or scale, or notes or thingweegigs transcend.
I told you I don’t do music theory and I would just rather play.
Maybe someone out there will knows wtf I am talking about and suggest my strapped neck blues harp to do that high pitch riff will be a C blues harp or D or …..
Help if you can please. I’m serious.
Or I will Just hum and allude to it.
In other news. I have booked up with EU Music in Saltash.
And they have given me every confidence that they will look after, repair and set up my most precious Classical guitars. Precious because of my story and his/her story not money stuff.
The journey of that guitar.
There comes the disparity of throwing a nylon string down like a rock band when in fact one is still trying to sing ‘The wheels on the bus go. round round oo ooo. ooo. oo
Wish me Luck for Sunday.
I may freak so many Church goers out. I love acoustics and I am happy to move anywhere around the Church with my geetar to sing.
Oh, yes. I got a broken nose too lots of times. My singing voice it at it’s very finest.
This Post is Dedicated to Rev Sue Hill, I am so sorry that I didn’t get to meet you last Sunday. We met a lovely Rev called Peter though, nervous but warm and Kind. I heard lovely things about you Rev Hill. Peeved that I didn’t get to see your smile.
I was even sober too!
RIP Rev Sue Hill.