Tuesday, September 27, 2016
A friend, who is a professional musician, owns a bass that costs over twenty thousand dollars. Thankfully, it brings him more than sufficient income to justify the expense.
My granddaughter's guitar cost a little less than two hundred dollars and it has served her well for the past three years. Her teacher has suggested that it's getting time for an upgrade and I've caught my granddaughter looking at Gibson SG customs online. She pointed out that there was zero percent financing for two years, then gave me a hopeful look. I'm thinking about it for Christmas. At least it is far more reasonably priced than my friend's bass.
Posted by Breath Of Fresh Air at Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Monday, September 26, 2016
Sunday, September 25, 2016
Guitar is far less predictable. Some days, musicians will wander into the store and I'll be treated to an awesome free concert. The next may bring a less talented musician and I'll find myself wishing that I had brought ear plugs. Sometimes there will be a debate over equipment. Does Seymour Duncan have the best guitar pedals? Then there are a few days, where the store is quiet. On those days, I can actually hear my granddaughter playing in the next room. Those days are my favorites.
Posted by Breath Of Fresh Air at Sunday, September 25, 2016
Friday, September 23, 2016
This summer's sweltering temperatures killed off most of my potted flowers. Two days ago, the heat suddenly abated and is predicted to stay gone until next summer. I'm planting pansies and hope to keep them for at least two months and maybe more.
Posted by Breath Of Fresh Air at Friday, September 23, 2016