From the Beatles on, I ate, drank and slept music. Day and night, I quietly charted my course toward being a Rock Star.The ironic part was I thought I used to be going to do it sitting behind a drumkit. My folks purchased me a 5-piece no name drumset, and for the following couple of years, I played along with albums by the Who and Uncommon Earth. And I really dug it.
However then- one high-quality summer season day in 1968, I heard something that might change my life. I used to be with my dad within the automotive stereo department at a Sears, after I heard a sound I’d by no means heard before. It was rock music, sure, but the guitars sounded in contrast to anything I’d ever heard. It was my first exposure to the almighty Jimi Hendrix. And that sound was INCREDIBLE. Inside per week, I’d sold those drums and purchased an electric guitar. And now, I had to be taught to play it! Which in fact meant I’d need a guitar lesson or two.
But I had a challenge forward of me. I was (and nonetheless am, of course) left-handed. I couldn't find an teacher who would agree to show me the way to play guitar within the position that felt pure to me. In hindsight, I’m glad I didn’t. It’s onerous selecting up just any old guitar and rocking out when it’s strung backwards.
In any case, I lastly discovered the guy (he additionally insisted I play right-handed, but he requested nicely. J). His title was Don- he drove to my house for my weekly lesson, and the teachings were solely $1.50 each!!! Fuel and different bills have been a lot much less then, however still. Sure, it was a looong time ago.
Don was a rustic participant, pretty much a rhythm guitar player only. However he was patient, and he was a down-to-earth good guy. Nonetheless- once I received previous the Mary Had a Little Lambs and the basic chords, I informed him that I wanted to go a lot additional down the highway to a spot known as Solo Heaven. I keep in mind I asked Don if he could teach me the guitar solo from Chicago’s ’25 or 6 to 4’. At the time, it was a groundbreaking piece of work. Sort of like hearing Paul Gilbert for the first time in the present day.
Sadly, Don admitted that fast lead solos like these I was in search of weren’t his forte. He left me with this recommendation- “you need to study to guitar solo? Play along together with your favorites. Copy their riffs and solos by taking part in together with the albums and tapes.” Great recommendation that I took from him. All instructed, I took lessons from him for a couple of year earlier than hanging out on my own. However you know what? I discovered something very important. I discovered that taking the time to study the basics made studying those leads fairly easy and tons of fun. From that point on, I used to be capable of kind of break down what was being played, and then construct it up once more in my very own style. And for that, I might be endlessly grateful to that humble guitar teacher for teaching me the ABC’s earlier than I tried to write down novels. Thanks, Don.