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Day One Hundred Seventeen (Year Four)

Tonight was another good night.

I blasted my way through the lick of the day from Guitar Aerobics, and then settled in for a more detailed look at that lesson that I glanced through yesterday.

It starts off with translating open position major, minor, and seventh chords to barre chords at different places on the neck before delving into the octave shape system for figuring out scale and chord root notes.  Having looked at that idea a couple of times from a couple of different resources, it's starting to sink in a bit more.  I think that, with Wednesday off this week, if I can get some good time in studio-wise, things will really start to click.

After the octaves, the lesson dives into different scalar approaches, and while I started to get into a bit of that tonight, I skipped to the end where it talks about learning the scales in smaller chunks at various points on the fretboard.  What I probably should have done was to follow the lesson all the way through from start to finish, so that every step built on the next.  That will have to be tomorrow's project, though, because the hour grows late here.

I'd like to get back to the 100 Riffs tomorrow, too.

All told, a pretty solid day.

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