I had my first guitar, but I didn't know what to do with it. I messed around for quite a while pretending like I knew how to play it. I had an electric guitar, without an amp. It was a black Fender Stratocaster. I thought, "I look cool with it, so I guess that counts for something". After seeing Steve Roth a few times and deciding how practical acoustic guitars were, I told my dad, "Hey, you know what? I want to try an acoustic guitar instead." So, he and I both got acoustic guitars. He learned how to play somewhat before I did (my dad used to be a drummer).
"What's a really easy song I can learn how to play?"
It's something unpredictable/ but in the end is right/
I hope you had the time of your life
"Wow, 3... No, 4 chords! I'll learn it."
I think it took me a total of two hours. I learned how to form a G chord, a Cadd9 chord, and sort of learned how to form a D chord. Once I learned those 3, that's all I strummed for the next couple of hours, and the days to follow...
Right after that, I learned how to play Blackbird by The Beatles. Quite the challenge, but I did it. I can't imagine where I would be without trying to tackle that song. I've no clue how I taught myself the picking technique, though.
So, at this point, I had a guitar, the skill, the vested interest, but still no true outlet...
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