NotScott
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My parents bought all of my siblings a musical instrument when I was 10. Mine was a Decca electric with amp. My mom signed me up for lessons at the local community center but, even though I knew jack squat about playing, I knew the instructor was a wanker and I quit going after the second lesson when he called me out for being "lazy" and not holding my guitar "the proper way".
I was discouraged but still fiddled about on my own. A short while later, I was home and my parents called me into the living room to see this guitar player on TV. It was George Benson. This guy I liked! He didn't sound like the boring dreck I heard on the radio and he played so effortlessly. I just assumed it was easy to play like that. I went off to my room, picked up my guitar, and within 30 seconds I realized how wrong I was. Now I was really discouraged and put the guitar in the closet where it sat for the next three years.
When I was 12, we moved out of state and stayed with my grandmother for a short time. While there, I discovered my aunt's record collection which included, Hendrix, Zeppelin, Doors, Joplin, Beatles, Cream basically a who's who of 60s rock. Honestly, most of it bored me out of my skull but two records started my interest in playing again, Led Zeppelin 2 and the Woodstock Soundtrack. I loved how Zep 2 sounded with the guitar out front and what Page was playing. Then that Hendrix instrumental at Woodstock really grabbed my attention.
I started toying with the guitar again and made a friend who was into guitar music. He gave me Robin Trower Live and that was the turning point. That was when I became serious about guitar. Trower could melt your face with a hundred notes or break your heart with just one. He was everything I wanted to hear from a guitar player and was my inspiration to finally get serious.
I was discouraged but still fiddled about on my own. A short while later, I was home and my parents called me into the living room to see this guitar player on TV. It was George Benson. This guy I liked! He didn't sound like the boring dreck I heard on the radio and he played so effortlessly. I just assumed it was easy to play like that. I went off to my room, picked up my guitar, and within 30 seconds I realized how wrong I was. Now I was really discouraged and put the guitar in the closet where it sat for the next three years.
When I was 12, we moved out of state and stayed with my grandmother for a short time. While there, I discovered my aunt's record collection which included, Hendrix, Zeppelin, Doors, Joplin, Beatles, Cream basically a who's who of 60s rock. Honestly, most of it bored me out of my skull but two records started my interest in playing again, Led Zeppelin 2 and the Woodstock Soundtrack. I loved how Zep 2 sounded with the guitar out front and what Page was playing. Then that Hendrix instrumental at Woodstock really grabbed my attention.
I started toying with the guitar again and made a friend who was into guitar music. He gave me Robin Trower Live and that was the turning point. That was when I became serious about guitar. Trower could melt your face with a hundred notes or break your heart with just one. He was everything I wanted to hear from a guitar player and was my inspiration to finally get serious.