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Instruments and Amplifiers

I’ve blogged before about the love of music my children and I share.  Luckily for them, they also got a gene from their father’s side of the family that makes them excellent instrument players.  Now if they’d just stop dancing like they are trying to shake off a swarm of bees, I would be just that much happier.  Alas, their dancing inability is not the reason for this post. Instead, this post contains veiled information about instruments and Dime Amplification Amplifiers for sale to facilitate certain types of those said instruments.  My nephew plays guitar, he taught himself to play by ear.  So did my cousin.  Having spent a fair amount of time around each of their amplifiers, I’m not sure how they can hear anything so well as to learn notes and melodies by ear.  But they do.  And they are good!

It's almost Dad's Big Day

I cannot say that I’ve ever been in a position where I was all of the sudden, “hmm. I really need some welding equipment." Or clothing. Or other welding stuffs. However, it is Dad’s day soon enough and while my husband is a simple man man with simple tastes, and all he wants is some new socks and tee shirts on his big day, I suppose there are other men out there who have that whole I need to get some welding equipment at Bakers gas thought pattern going on. Thankfully, not my man. Because really, if he was having I need welding gear thoughts, that would mean he had a welder and I would be all up in his business trying to figure out where it came from and how we were supposed to pay for it and what on earth he was going to EVER weld that would facilitate the need for him to own his very own welding machine and thus further necessitate the need for welding equipment and stuffs.

Yes. I’m glad I’m married to a simple guy.

I wanna be a rock star!

So here is the thing. I have regrets. It’s true. There are things I wish I’d done, and things I wish I could go back and do over. For example, I wish I had joined the military when I was 18 instead of being that snotty teenager know-it-all who was offended when the Air Force recruiter said girls can’t fly a jet. Also, I wish I could play a musical instrument. I remember once, when I was around 8 or 9 years old, I volunteered to play the piano at a school program. I didn’t know how to play piano. I though you just beat on those keys and music came out. My foster mom was horrified when she had to call the school and tell them I didn’t know a music note from a written note.

Still I wish I could learn a musical instrument. And I might someday. After law school and after my brain grows back. Because believe me, after three years of law school (I’m one down, two to go), I will need some serious recovery/recuperation time. But when the time comes, I’m going to learn to play the guitar. Not because I have some calling to be a rockin guitar chick.  And not because I might have secretly wanted to grow up to play the bass guitar in a big hair heavy metal band, but rather, because I hear that people who play a musical instrument are better for it. They’re able to relax. They can read music (which is one up on me right from the start). And also, because I want a Daisy Rock Pixie Acoustic Guitar. Of course, I want one that’s slightly bigger so I can play it and not feel like an overgrown 11 year old playing her first musical instrument. Plus, it comes with a full color instruction book and interactive CD that is certain to make me a guitar playing rock goddess.   I could get full Acoustic Guitar Value Packs and be set! 

You all think I’m kidding. But I’m not. I could keep the guitar in my car and play whenever the mood struck. So long as I was in my car (or close by it at least). If the law thing doesn’t work out, I could earn a living as a street performer. I could also give free legal advice via song. The possibilities are endless!

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