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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by MrYeats, Apr 1, 2018.
class of 65, got a guitar for S&H stamps and couple Mel Bay books. kept playing despite all that
I was 12 in 1963 when I started playing guitar. I joined a band of friends and hooked us up a gig at the teen club dance. We only knew about 5 songs, I remember playing For Your Love, Heart Full of Soul, Louie Louie. The hottest tune at the time was Satisfaction, we started playing it and every girl in the place got up and started shaking it real good. I knew I'd found my calling. With the 3 hour gig and 5 songs we had to repeat a few, even when we stretched Satisfaction out to about 10 minutes we packed the dance floor every time.
Today I celebrated my 51st year as a guitar player!
I took myself to lunch!
Hard to believe but it all started with a Stella acoustic for me back in 1965. Took about 10 lessons and a Mel Bay book! Got a Silvertone solid-body in '68.
1964 was when I started playing.
Christmas, 1963. I got a $17 acoustic from Simpsons-Sears Christmas catalogue. I was 14 (born in October, 1949). My friend who lived nearby and who was a couple of months younger than myself, taught me to play. His dad had played a fiddle in a band in the 1940s and they had a piano at home. He had a chord wheel as well which he used to figure out the chords to tunes. He had a wicked ear and lots of patience. Even at that age, he could figure out any tune. My first tunes were Red River Rock, Limbo Rock, Michael Row The Boat Ashore, Apache, Walk Don’t Run, Rebel Rouser, etc. And of course, 12 bar rock ‘n’ roll.
So that puts me in the over 50 Club.
50 years if strumming my father's Stella guitar in the den counts. My first guitar was much later!
'67 for me. It was a Norma electric from the Montgomery Ward's catalog.
The next year my Dad helped me build my first amp, a Heathkit.
50 years today. I just posted elsewhere.
Me and my bro. Me and my no name Kay stratoblaster...66 ish
54 years for me. At 13 I had been playing piano for several years and knew the basic chords. The first songs I learned on the guitar were by artists such as The Kingston Trio, Chuck Berry, Elvis, etc. I learned them by ear with the help of a guitar chord book. Soon after that I Wanna Hold Your Hand / She Loves You exploded from the radio and I haven't looked back since. Here I am a few years in, playing my dream gig at the Catholic Girl's School : (wish I still had that Casino and Band Master)
do you still have the Silvertone?
Oh no. I don't even remember what happened to it after my dad bought me a better guitar. I know some of those Silvertone models became somewhat prized although I don't know about the particular model that I had.
This would put it over 50, as I would guess that this photo is from 1965 or 66.But, something tells me that I'm not really playing in this photo....
.However, still at it, and this other photo is just a few weeks old.... so I'm closing in!
This summer It'll be 52 years since infirmity met opportunity and I taught myself how to play guitar, on a Harmony acoustic. I was 16, a competitive swimmer and a water bug, and had swimmer's ear. Doc wouldn't let me go in the water, and by chance my older bro had come back from college with a big book of Beatles sheet music-- the kind that shows a little chord diagram above the lines of music. My younger bro had bought the guitar. I sat on the porch and put the two together and started playing. First song was "Over and Over" by the Dave Clark Five.
Circa 1958, my dad took a guitar on pawn from a guy who was going to jail.
I found it hidden in a closet one day while snooping and was just mesmerized.
He eventually let me have the guitar with many caveats about being careful not to damage it.
I polished it everyday with my mom’s furniture polish.
I learned C F and G, after about 2yrs my dad came and got it, the guy had surprisingly returned to get it back.
It was an acoustic archtop, it was replaced by a solid body Winston, my first lesson in build quality.
I’ve been playing ever since, never made anything out if it professionally, but it’s been a life saver.
Happy when I broke my arm in 68 and Mom said I could stop taking trumpet lessons. Not only that, but she finally agreed to get me guitar lessons on the old Favilla nylon guitar that I'd been banging on since I could crawl over to it. Started classical lessons with Van Moretti in New Milford NJ as soon as the cast came off. Then came my modified Mustang in 70.
Drat...l have another year until l can join.
Maybe I'll start a 49ers club as well.
Bryan Adams can be in 'our' club.
Maybe I'll just wait....
Well I learned a little mandolin at 9 then took a break until 13 when I started learning the guitar. Hard to believe it's been 11 years.
Not that I'm the best, but I never thought I'd get as good as I am.
Lately though I've really been slacking in progressing on a daily level. I don't play much. I mean I still learn things but not the way I used to.
I been thinking of doing 1-2 YouTube videos a day, starting at the beginner level, of jazz guitar. Then practice that for the remainder of the day, then move on. I do know some basic jazz stuff but starting at the beginning and building up can't hurt. I know doing this would improve my playing to another level.
First guitar came around 1965, didn't take long to figure out the one I bought was not what I needed. Since then I've owned a ton of guitars (quite possibly literally). I don't see how ANYONE could play for as long as I have, and not be any better than I am. Just shows I'm a glutton for punishment.