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Day One Hundred Eighty Nine (Year Two)

After spending a bit of time with the acoustic yesterday, tonight I sat down with the electric for a little bit before phone calls and life interceded.

It was fun.  I dove in with a sheet of essential chords and scales, started in the key of A, and just went for it.  I like the differences inherent in the acoustic and the electric.  The differences are startling.  I like the feeling of hunkering down where the acoustic is concerned, the feeling of looking at the bones of music, the structural pieces of songs are born on acoustics, to me.

The electric, on the other hand, seems to me, to be an instrument both of adornment and rage.  There's more of a sense of discovery on the electric for me, at least right now.  It's a sense of slowly putting together all these pieces that I once had at my immediate disposal that have since gotten scattered hither and yon.

The joy in both instruments right now is in the small things.  Realizing the shifts in scale patterns on the electric, or feeling the way that the chords fall underneath my fingers on the acoustic.  It's all about finding joy in the small things, and then watching as those small things build up into something monumental.

Music is life.  Music saves lives.  The rest is just details.

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