#singtober

This song from a year ago is going to stand in as my day one song. I’m scared if I don’t post something, I will lose the inspiration and get bogged down. So here’s my day one.

From yesterday. Dave Five: Believe, Cher.

Day Two: Here’s this ugly first draft of my playing Pat Benatar from March. A big thing I am trying to do with this music thing is escape perfectionism. Or defeat it. Whatever. I’ve come to recognize perfectionism as a particularly detrimental form of conditional love. It’s insidious; it promises that it is motivating and will make you ever so much better. I want to play and live in freedom. I want a humility— a willingness to acknowledge my true ability or lack thereof— instead of the vagaries of perfectionism which say, “I promise to come out of hiding when I’m better.” I’m clearly not perfect. I guess that’ll just have to be okay. So here’s to awkward first drafts, videos where I dislike my face, me putting everything in G, and using capos to get what I want.

Day three: Little Big Town’s A Little More You. Actually I’m not certain that’s what the song is titled. But whatevs. Obviously the meter is off and the guitar is slightly out of tune, but I only had a few minutes to scrape it together before work!

Park for the night north west of Baton Rouge Across the parking lot you're stretching the one wing you can move I let you walk as long as fear will allow I never loved you more than I love you now

I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless

Come, come, come, come, come along now Run away from the hum-drum We'll go to a place that is safe from Greed, anger and boredom !

Scaling rough and rugged passes, Climb the hardy little lasses, Till the bright sea-shore they gain!