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The Guitar Years
My first guitar teacher at six was a classical
nylon string player. I didn't last long, because
I'd rather listen to a beach-side entertainer
fingerpick a gut-strung nylon acoustic, filled
with bossa nova songs full of romantic words.
First day in New York City, our nylon classical
guitar was left in a taxi cab. We never saw
it again. I stopped playing until ten. I heard
an Earl Klugh record, and his clean melodic
phrasing caught my ear. I picked up a dusty
abandoned nylon string in the apartment and
started playing along with his records.All the
pictures of rock-and-rollers caught my eye too.
But AC/DC's Angus Young impressed me the most
with his schoolboy outfits and devil-horned
Gibson SG. I didn't realize until much later
just how rich the attitude of AC/DC was. I worshipped
John McLaughlin. His clean-cut goody-two-shoes
look combined with impossibly fast, raunchy,
loud, distorted guitar lines with Mahavishnu
Orchestra appealed greatly to my sense of comedy
regarding guitar heroes. Meeting John McLaughlin
in person (waited in the rain for his for two
hours after a show with De Lucia and Di Meola)
and seeing how sweet and gracious he was simply
reinforced his embodiment of the Stroop Effect
where appearances and ability seem entirely
unrelated. I thought Jimmy Page was very inventive,
but his rockabilly playing roots made me crave
the swagger that Angus projected. AC/DC solidified
the idea of rock and roll devil may care attitude
in me. My first electric guitar:

I played in front of a live audience as
a teenager with a band. The whole well-endowed
prowess of pelvis-thrusting rock guitar
gods made me laugh. I applied the devil
may care attitude of rock-and-roll to itself
and short-circuited its accepted image.
I wore a cute mickey mouse t-shirt 3 sizes
too small, tight corduroy brady bunch jeans
with pretty sneakers and adorable pink shoe
laces. The metal headbangers there to see
other bands thought I was the biggest fairy
in town.
Here
is a live recording of me playing my first
guitar in front of an audience that night.
1985 (type: mp3 size 1.5 mB)
(the delayed reaction at the end still
makes me laugh to this day)
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