Misty_Morning
Narcissistic Hedonist
- Joined
- Nov 11, 2006
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She really is a lovely instrument. A Martin MC-28L (yes, I'm a lefty) with a venitian cutaway and elliptical sound hole and an internal pickup. The cutaway enables me to reach effortlessly the 20th fret and even the 22nd. I love the way she sounds and responds, but I really haven't been playing her seriously for several years.
Every once in a while I take her out, clip my nails and bang away. It saddens me that I have lost so much of my technique and interest. Sometimes it's as though I can hear her calling to me, and yet I ignore her.
She deserves to be played, allowed to sing.
But something in me just can't let go.
I'd rather see her in the arms of another, making beautiful music than just sitting in her case growing old.
Sometimes letting go doesn't just pertain to people, but other objects that we love.
Every once in a while I take her out, clip my nails and bang away. It saddens me that I have lost so much of my technique and interest. Sometimes it's as though I can hear her calling to me, and yet I ignore her.
She deserves to be played, allowed to sing.
But something in me just can't let go.
I'd rather see her in the arms of another, making beautiful music than just sitting in her case growing old.
Sometimes letting go doesn't just pertain to people, but other objects that we love.