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Saturday 19 January 2008
I Used to Have a Guitar
Many years ago, sitting on the front step of my dead grandma’s house, I knew I should make myself play a song. The voice I had been given was a good one, and my ear good too. Nothing great, but I could sing and harmonize.
Things happen in life. You’re walking down the road and a person walks up to you – it changes you forever. Or maybe nothing happens in life. Maybe you’re destined to be huddled up in the back of the Starbucks in your grey and black coat. Coffee, brewed too hot, burns.
I used to have a guitar. I used to sing, write songs.
I used to sit on the front step of my grandma’s house. Playing a guitar, remembering how beautiful she was and that she, too
used to have a guitar.
Filed under: creativity, family, poetry & fiction
Posted by: Molly | 17:20 | Comments (27)
You should have a guitar again. It’s just that simple.
And it should be this one!
http://www.guitarnoize.com/blog/comments/1967-gto-guitar/
Hi I’m Molly I’m 10 years old its funny that we have the same names…
I used to have a guitar.
I wanted to play the drums, but at the time lessons were fully booked, so I thought I’d try my hand at the guitar instead. I never really liked it though, never really practised, never got very good.
I used to have a guitar, but I don’t want one now. Secretly I’d still like to play the drums though.
your post helped me decide not to sell mine. thank you.
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I used to have a guitar, in fact I have one now.. only it doesn’t have any strings and has coloured buttons that you have to press to be a rock star…
I used to walk aimlessly in the city I lived in, and loved to smell, hear, look.
Then I got a job and lived like a mole, never seeing the light of day, it seemed. Web developer, they called it.
Then I got another job, and then another, and now I see the light of day and live in suburbian countryside, had two kids, and now enjoy smaller walks, ten minutes a day, along with my three-year old daughter, and commenting about the cold morning haze in the field near her school, smelling the brisk morning, and commenting about how leaves fall in the autumn and will-we-have-snow-this-winter and so on.
I do prize it, and have decided to be less online, especially at the weekends. The wee one is learning to climb stairs and pull our cat’s tail and yelp with pleasure.
My personal guitar, in a way. Feel free to sing along.
Hi! hey! let’s start a virtual guitar orchestra
)
everyone should have a role (bass, tenor, alto and soprano), then he/she records one’s playing and sends by somehow to everyone who plays. What do you think ?
Gees..that right there could make a great song for your future guitar.
Lots of people used to have guitars. But, overall, a cymbalom is probably lots more fun.
Hi I’m Molly I’m 18 years old its funny that we have the same names…
You used to play gutar
I used to harmonize with you
We played the Drinking Gourd
The stage was as big as a matchbox
We sang “It’s a Dream”
Wherever I go in this world
The tape we made goes with me
You go with me
I listen to it at least once a year
For old times sake
Damn we were good
Love ya Moll
and i still can’t spell. i meant to say geetar.
I have a guitar that I got for my 21st birthday. I also can sing not too badly. I never play the guitar any more, though. Nails too long and no finger callouses. I have contemplated selling it but don’t think that I’d get much for it. Maybe I shoukld play it or give it away…
its never too late to start up again.
guitar out, reed flute in
i miss the courage sisters. and i miss you too molly. just wanted to say hullo and reconnect. i am sorry we lost touch and that there was ever any weirdness.
hugs,
~Kim
it is good t see u
I also used to have a guitar. My teacher told my dad that I have a lot of potential. But being a typical kid I wanted to hang out with my friends instead of practicing. I regret that now!
thank youa
thanx yum an
thaqnks
thanks
thanks
Cool post, get another guitar.
Everyone loves a guitar.
Everyone loves a guitar.