Getting Back In That Swing

Up until recently, my guitar sat leaning against my closet door untouched and lonely. This last week, as I sat on my friend’s porch and soaked in his original songs – I felt that stirring in my soul again. I admitted to him that I couldn’t even really play my old tunes anymore because I hadn’t given them any attention in so long.

On Saturday night, I was compelled to take out my guitar, Pearl and get acquainted once again. I played until my fingers hurt too much to continue. It was a good ache and that sting felt like coming home. The tone of the ringing strings was so beautiful and crisp and rich as I played those old songs again. I needed to get inspired again.I needed to feel her in my arms again. I’d missed it.

I’m excited to try writing again and I’m glad to have a friend to play with. We can learn a lot from each other and I think he will push me to be better. Next time we hang out, at least I will be able to play him some of my old memories.

Grammy Sunday

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This is one of my favorite nights of the year!

Bob Dylan with Mumford and Sons and the Avid Brothers all together is making me a very happy camper right now. I should be chipping away at my ever-growing pile of homework, but I just can’t.

I still harbor a small desire to pursue my musical aspirations, but performing with The Romero Troupe or at karaoke generally tempers it. However, every February when I watch the Grammys – I  think about sitting in the audience and sharing the stage with my musical idols while millions of people cheer me on at home.

This isn’t likely to happen, but I dream about it every year as I enjoy the show.

I have been starting to write again. Nothing too amazing to report yet, but it feels good to get some words out again. I have missed it, but The Voice reared its ugly head a couple of years ago after I worked on my first album and succeeded in silencing me for a while. I sing all the time, but I just couldn’t work on my own stuff.  I’m glad to see that this is changing.

I may never grace the Grammy stage, but writing my own music helps me to feel connected and sane.  It’s about time I got into the groove again.

Enjoy the rest of the Grammys!