I started playing the guitar at the age of 13, although I had to teach myself.
While our parents barely scraped together enough money to get me a guitar in the first place, paying for lessons on top of it was out of the question.
I was consistently infuriated by this because I had friends who barely cared about guitar getting lessons at the local songs store. Still, it provided me a strong DIY ethos when it comes to the instrument. I bought books on guitar and l acquired as much as I could from other people along the way. I never provided up our enjoy for the instrument even if I struggled to maintain a rehearsal and practice schedule during our university years. When I finished university, I spent more money on gear than I could have spent on lessons to get better at playing. I finally reached a point where I realized I wouldn’t truly improve unless I started taking correct lessons while following the teacher’s directions and exercises. After just one year of daily lessons, I started to seriously improve at the guitar. My guitar teacher is a nice guy who isn’t actually much older than I am. He grew up in a family of songsians and was at special songs camps during his summers in middle university and high university. The two of us even shop at the same cannabis dispensary. I was over at our local cannabis store buying marijuana edibles and cannabis flower products the other day when I saw our guitar teacher buying a few cannabis oil pens. The two of us laughed and shared a few comments before both of us left the building. At least we’re both on the same page about marijuana!