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Today I am thankful for musicians.  

I spent the day flitting in and out of music stores.

A twelve year old told me that she wants a four string guitar.

I have one.

No....it has to be acoustic.

It has to be small.

It dawned on me that she didn't want a bass, she wanted a ukulele.

I have one.  It was given to me by my grandmother when I was six or so. 

I broke the strings on it trying to play like Larry Grahamn.

What did you expect in the seventies?

I'm fairly sure a ukelele would bore the holy heck out of her. 

We spent the day driving around to get a sense of what truly interested her. 

It turns out she doesn't want me to spend money on her.  Ukeleles are cheap.

I explained that a decent used student's guitar can be found for less than $200. 

It's the lessons that cost money.

They are well worth it.

On our trip around town, she listened to numerous people play today. 

She liked the sound of the Spanish guitar.  The guy just pulled up a chair, grabbed it off the wall and played for her. 

That was beautiful. 

A man whose daughter just got a music scholarship tried to talk her into trying his daughter's old guitar.  I think it was a Martin.  I don't know....he seemed to have a tough time parting with it.  I didn't feel right looking at it. 

I had to walk by the pogo stick bass of my dreams without touching it.

I wasn't there shopping for myself.

I was there for her. 

She still wanted a ukulele.

Maybe....all that Funk I listen to has gotten stuck in the dear one's head.

I thought about it....very briefly. 

In desperation, I went to Facebook.

I found this video by Keith Urban and played it for her.

Maybe something budged?

She just announced she wants to learn to play the guitar.

We'll pick one up next weekend.

Now.....I'll just have to drag her out to meet some of my friends and listen to their bands.  Who knows?  Maybe she'll find something to be passionate about.

Life is not worth living unless you're passionate about something.

Love ya lots,

S. 

Edit: I found a forgotten acoustic guitar in my studio.  How lucky is that?

I wonder what else I have?  I'd better start cleaning. 





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