mammoth
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hey dudes and dudettes
I had such an amazing weekend i just had to share my thoughts and emotions on my ongoing pursuit of self improvement.
I posted last week (i think it was) about being partially stunted with my growth and wanted to look into alternative ways of learning and amalgamating knowledge and prowess on my Bongo. I played and played and played but just couldn't click the grooves on.
Anyways, Friday night rehearsal - nothing special, a few groove trinkets but i just knew i was sooo close to making a big leap. I found out my girlfreind was finally being let out of intensive care that night (she's over in Northern Ireland - i would be there if i could!) so i was playing with almost psychological exhaustion but couldn't let myself "give in". I had a chat with my band and mentioned i would love to rehearse saturday too.. i need to settle it once and for all.
Saturday night... Jesus christ. I amazed myself. I have hairs standing up on end thinking about how i played. I never allow myself to praise anything I ever do but it had happened, i'd moved on to a whole new plethora of playing.
And thats when it becomes clear, sometimes you can practice 4 hours a day everyday and never hit the peaks. Sometimes you've just got to clear your head, make the emotional rollercoaster that is life the fuel for your fingers.
This is what capped it though, i finished rehearsing, and in walked one of the bass players from another band. I've always envied his skills but had great repect for his fretless mothergrooves he laid down in the next room.
He walks in, recognises me and says "hey, are you the funk guy? sh*t yes you are!!! awesome!" and then spends 30 minutes worshipping my skills (and of course the bongo sound) and how if he ever died, i could be the only player to replace him in his band.
It made me so happy having the repect of one of my peers, all the hard work, all the daily grinding stuff just washed away.... i'd made it. i'm a bass player.
so maddog and anyone suffering with that awful empty lull of ideas and direction, keep at it my esteemed freinds, we can always do it, we can do anything, we're bass players!!! allright!
thanks to MM for making it pssible for me to get that happy
PS. My missus is making a great recovery
thanks for reading too peeps, apologies for the emotional leakage
I had such an amazing weekend i just had to share my thoughts and emotions on my ongoing pursuit of self improvement.
I posted last week (i think it was) about being partially stunted with my growth and wanted to look into alternative ways of learning and amalgamating knowledge and prowess on my Bongo. I played and played and played but just couldn't click the grooves on.
Anyways, Friday night rehearsal - nothing special, a few groove trinkets but i just knew i was sooo close to making a big leap. I found out my girlfreind was finally being let out of intensive care that night (she's over in Northern Ireland - i would be there if i could!) so i was playing with almost psychological exhaustion but couldn't let myself "give in". I had a chat with my band and mentioned i would love to rehearse saturday too.. i need to settle it once and for all.
Saturday night... Jesus christ. I amazed myself. I have hairs standing up on end thinking about how i played. I never allow myself to praise anything I ever do but it had happened, i'd moved on to a whole new plethora of playing.
And thats when it becomes clear, sometimes you can practice 4 hours a day everyday and never hit the peaks. Sometimes you've just got to clear your head, make the emotional rollercoaster that is life the fuel for your fingers.
This is what capped it though, i finished rehearsing, and in walked one of the bass players from another band. I've always envied his skills but had great repect for his fretless mothergrooves he laid down in the next room.
He walks in, recognises me and says "hey, are you the funk guy? sh*t yes you are!!! awesome!" and then spends 30 minutes worshipping my skills (and of course the bongo sound) and how if he ever died, i could be the only player to replace him in his band.
It made me so happy having the repect of one of my peers, all the hard work, all the daily grinding stuff just washed away.... i'd made it. i'm a bass player.
so maddog and anyone suffering with that awful empty lull of ideas and direction, keep at it my esteemed freinds, we can always do it, we can do anything, we're bass players!!! allright!
thanks to MM for making it pssible for me to get that happy
PS. My missus is making a great recovery
thanks for reading too peeps, apologies for the emotional leakage