Again this is another short entry, but nothing can be helped about this. I am currently lost in the fantastic wilderness that is Mikhail Bulgakov’s epic, ‘The Master and Margarita‘. I am currently half way through the book and wishing that I was only a quarter of the way through instead, although even then I suspect I would only hope I was 1/8 of the way through!
Aside from belated reading Bulgakov’s masterpiece, I found myself back in an old rehearsal room this weekend with a good friend. He took up the sticks and drummed and I took my beloved Jazmaster and amp and played. We touched upon old riffs, a part of a Hendrix song, some Jeff Buckley (albeit briefly) and ended trying to emulate the wall of noise that My Bloody Valentine do so well. I tried to emulate some of the circular guitar playing that Anna Calvi does so well (not circular picking as such), although I think I was only partly successful in this. It is an interesting technique though and one that makes the guitar sound more like a stringed instrument than it often does.
Heck, even though my friend couldn’t hear me above the beat of his bass drum and the roar of my Blackstar amp, I also attempted to sing along to my own guitar playing. Now, even though we have jammed innumerable times before, I am still a relatively shy person. So to sing was quite exhilarating, especially because it was just a daft made up song on the post. But it felt good, sounded alright, and it was quite ridiculous. A fine mixture of feelings!
I managed to get a photograph of the last time we went into the same rehearsal rooms, of my friend playing my old battered guitar across from a quite column of a Marshall stack.
The question is, of course, are you ready to sing and to be heard?