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I started off by playing the violin. The school decided I should learn it. They sat the class down and asked us loads of questions like what note was higher than another. Myself and a mate were sharing one pencil between us ( those were the days when you got caned for forgetting your pencil ) so we just filled in anything. I got chosen to play the violin - somehow.

The guitar was my choice, for passing my 11+. I was bought a Bert Weedon Play in a Day tutor book -= and gave up. Then I got dragged around the corner by the ear for a lesson with a guy who played jazz. He taught me Tom Dooley - just two chords - and i was on my way.

My first guitar was a japanese classical. It's a bit boomy and mellow - I have abused it mightily over the years and still have it.

My first steel string was also japanese, but is a bit of a mystery.

It is a Yoshi, which ( honest to goodness ) is built like a Martin and has a bray like a mule when you tear into it. It'll cut diamonds. It is also the strangest looking thing as it is flame maple top, back and sides.

I think it's all solid wood, because you can see the flame on the inside of the box as well as on the outside. The box is bound, and the neck is rosewood with what looks like rosewood binding, so it's a very "woody" looking beast.

Hi Selso,

Love the sense of rythm in your recordings.

On the chordpro issue, try (soc) (but change it to curly brackets) at the start of your chorus and (eoc) (again change to curly brackets) at the end of your chorus.

VEGETARIAN: DOESN'T EAT MEAT
VEGANIST: DOESN'T EAT FISH, EGGS.... Fruit Bat don't eat ....

Winter's a hard time for fruit bats
I hang upside-down-hungry all day
Arthur, my brother
Says blood is the answer
With a strange kinda look in his eye.

But like me he's no fangs
For those kinda thangs
So I'll dream of spittin pips
And lickin up drips
And I guess by next Thursday I'll die.

Hi Lena,

I suppose it's all part of the human condition. Here's wishing your neice all the best!

I remember a line in an Anglo-saxon poem I studied once ( yes, I am that old !). Translated, it meant "Life is lean". And I suppose there are times when that is very true.

It always fascinated me that we could read ancient poetry ( most of which was sung) and empathise with the feelings of people at that time. The only thing that is missing is the music.

Hi,

Thanks for the comments. Russell - yes it has that little swing to it.

Phil - I know where you're at. I  had two otherplacealtogether-ectomies for suspected prostate cancer about five years ago.  Just getting the clear results was like scoring in the Champions' league.

I was determined not to play Gdim !

Well, I suppose I'll give it a bye.

I'm working on an A7sus2 for a melody for a poem I've already posted. But that's because you only have to move one finger to play the whole song.

Hi Phil,

This reminds me of my Aunt. She used to sit by the open fire with a teapot with a tea cosy sitting on the hearth. It would sit for hours brewing, and she would sip away.  She liked the brew so strong that your teeth would squeek if you had a cup.

Love the theme, Buvvy - I know there's a tune here somewhere . . .

Lord won't you buy me
A carrot to chew,
A legume would do lovely
Or an artichoke stew.
Don't give me veal cutlets
For I know I would spew.
So lord won't you buy me
A carrot to chew.