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Day One Hundred (Year Three)

So, the one hundredth day of the blogging year was supposed to be an epic confirmation of all things music.  Instead, it has turned into a frustrating day where all I can think about is how I'm going to spend my weekend re-organizing the shelves of music stuff in the living room.  And maybe the whole studio space.  Partly to make things easier to access, and partly to keep the kittycats off of my recording equipment.

Also, it's November.  And so once again I wrestle with the desire to write a novel, and tell myself that it's okay to work on a classic rock song.  And, seeing as how 2012 was supposed to be "finish year," and I haven't really finished much of anything yet, here's my plan:

I'm going to re-visit "Stairway," I'm going to start with the solo, I'm going to nail it, and then i'm going to refresh my memory on the rest of the song from there, since I learned the rest of it pretty well two Novembers ago, and I'm fairly confident that at least that part of it will come back to my fingers quickly.

Truth be told, what I'm searching for that I can't find is the transcription that I used last time I worked on the Zeppelin.  I really liked the way it was laid out, and it was easy to study.  Tomorrow being Friday, my goal is to find it by the end of the day.  I started searching tonight, but my search was in vain.

Also, tomorrow I'll relay the funny story that got me thinking about "Stairway" again.  That is all.

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