Yesterday I managed to restring my guitar. Yup, that's right, all by myself. Apparently you are supposed to do that now and then and since we hadn't ever done it, well, I am blaming that for any previous odd notes, twanginess and dissonance.
I did pop one string. Scared the bejeezus out of me. And it had to be the big, heavy, cable looking one that could easily take an eye out. I was cranking away, trying to get the pitch accurate and POP! THWACK! SPROING! (yes, just like Batman) it snapped.
All is fixed now and obviously I am playing much, much better, with skill and grace and style--lots of style.
OOh. And next week? We move from this to Xmas tunes. Caroling anyone?























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