Good morning! 9:17 and 35 degrees. My kinda Sunday- so bright I have to close the blinds. Just like my future. .This is my favorite day of the week, at least since I've retired. No more Sontagblues for this one. Montag is now a nice quiet day.
From all those years in the unemployment office, having people yelling at me on Monday morning, I think I've earned it. If you want it quiet, you have to serve some noise time.. I have paid those dues. Boy have I paid those dues!
Music news. I hate to start off on a negative note here, but am noticing more of my fellow guitarists--especially my fellow aging guitarists--are having shoulder issues. Left shoulder issues, that being where the weight of the guitar does its magic. I can think of four fellow pickers who've suffered with this.
Going through a bit of that myself right now. So that makes five. I consider myself lucky that I've never had carpal tunnel in either hand, but am feeling the pinch in that left shoulder that seems to be common to guitar players. I think they should re-name it.
GPS. Guitar Player Syndrome. I'm not sure I like that one, but it was the first thing to pop into my head. Thinking of Lou Gehrig's Disease. Wow, what are the odds of dying of your own disease?
Okay, that one was from an episode of The Sopranos.
This is a slow period for music. You need those every so often, at least to catch your breath. So I'm fixin' to commence to be gettin into some more sonic trouble here in the Lab. I think that's how Jed would've put it. Just puttering at the moment.
Okay, once again we've filled the page here. All the news I can muster up at the moment. Thanks as ever for stopping in and reading. I do appreciate it! For now, I'm outa here. More later.