Upon Further Review 9/13/19

Spent part of the week looking at some creative attempts mustered in the past that were to become a series or contribute some refinements to technique. Much was made about them at the time but follow through was wanting. So many songs, new skills to acquire (keyboards), working with pen instead of pencil. Sculpted with wire. Not much of that made it to see the light of day or heard at an open mike at night. Stymied by perfectionism, still it pesters and percolates in the reverb of the mind. Show your work. Below is from a 1990’s sketch book.

So that’s some of the possibilities sought after in the past. I haven’t stopped trying to ARTiculate from time to time, but other concerns seem more important even when blank pages and broken strings could benefit from some attention! Keep Pushin On!

Obviously I don’t know what I am doinf 9/6/2019

So the web thing is a process and so is life so here I am processing it all to the best of my abilities. Yes that title does say doinf with an ‘F’ to kinda emphasize the point I am trying to make here. It sucks to not know what you are doing and it also sucks to know what you are doing and still be doing it! That’s life and it sucks sometimes. Write now I am trying to forge another path that I have not been accustomed to for a long time. That of sharing and caring about what I have to share and care about. Like most I imagine, it is me I care about the most because well, that’s what it is to be alive, also, ask any cat who or what they are thinking about, I guarantee it will be about themselves! Meouch! That being said I need to find another paradigm to refract on about life so I retooled the Spreadsheet/calendar paradigm to more accurately reflect that which I thought to be more relevant to life experiences or those that which one might wish to , want to or, are having to review before or after choosing. So here it is. More of a proactive questionnaire really.

Makes sense to me even though I’m not using it to the best of its or my ability

So the next attempt might be to use the verb ‘BE’ Is, Am, Are, Isn’t, Ain’t Aren’t as a thought provocative. We’ll see if I have that kind of initiative. Oh, I went back to Guitarbeau because its just so much easier to reference and find. Still blogging Idealisticaspirationsunltd.art though!

At it anew 8/30/2019

mission statement
Mission Statement rather broad but I needed one!

So I am changing the site name to reflect some alternative choices I have made to make this site more appealing, as if that were even possible! As a content generator I am challenged by what to put up here. Having as I imagine many do, a plethora of interests and projects to pursue and peruse. I choose this change to be more conducive to getting this stuff out there. Also I have been wanting to be more involved in what can maybe best be described as, the shameless self promotion in furtherance of my ideals. We’ll see how well that goes. But the process should be fun, and I want to be useful entertaining and pertinent while I still can.

Is it just going to be music and media? What qualifies or can be quantified as media? I do not want to limit my self here. But as I have a significant investment in music to make that a prominent feature, that will be the strongest of projects to promote. Despite the somewhat amateurish production values the music is still there, wanting and waiting to be enjoyed. As for the media part, I make art, draw, paint (digitally), photocraft and create as often as able. And will in due course put it here, though some of it already is. How much to reveal of the process before I become a bore or a chore to understand is already provoking me to curtail my explanation at this time and do some art or music today or at least link some of the aforementioned!?

Guitarbeau, Musician Teacher Northwest Tucson Marana

On Teaching

Teaching is an art, requiring among other things, patience.

I have had many opportunities to reflect on and realize this.

Why?

 Knowing how to do something does not mean one will be able to explain to someone else, how to do it.

I paraphrase a quote that comes to mind, read in Readers Digest years ago.

“An education is something you give to yourself”.

To me that means, despite the best efforts of teachers, the most interesting of presentations and the most comprehensive materials, we learn because we want to.

In many cases we have to learn things like walking, talking etc… But more often the subjects we study are chosen.

So when the desire to learn is there, and as there are, ever increasing and evolving methods with which to acquire an education, the means of ones choosing are almost secondary.

There is many ways to acquire a skill, which is not to say a teacher is irrelevant to any course of study. But a learner must possess an interest in learning.

One can also learn while teaching.

Of course ones own knowledge is enhanced by showing another how to acquire skills within their interest.

So if you are a life long learner show someone what you know and prepare to be enlightened as you uncover a new way to look at what you know!

So why use a teacher when there is YOUTUBE, the internet, CD’s DVD’s, Books?

Reasonable question, I use these methods at times as well to pick up a new tune or technique. Some things a teacher can provide:

Encouragement, if I can do it you can!

Incentive, someones going to hear me I better practice!

Observation of application of the instruction, am I doing this right? this can lead to faster more relevant progress.

Having a teacher also shows a sincere commitment to see the effort through.

I am currently accepting new students for the

Guitar and/or Electric Keyboard.

I have been playing and learning the Guitar for 36 + years and have been developing my Keyboard abilities for about 8 years.

I teach musical skills by way of rock and pop music.

I can teach you how to read music, or tablature, or learn songs by ear.

I have developed a tool useful for understanding some of the more complicated musical theory concepts to a single page, as in modes, scales and chords.

One of the main benefits that I provide is that I come to you,

(Marana, Northwest Tucson)

I am also patient, an ability necessary to acquire and advance musical skill. If you prefer a by the book approach I can accommodate that as well.

There are many avenues to learn by. We can use whatever method you deem appropriate. No long term commitment necessary, if you just want a single lesson that is ok. If interested email or contact me at:

guitarbeau@comcast.net

Or call & leave message please 520-638-8949 Bill L

Thank you for your consideration.

Ok, Where to begin?

So this is a new endeavor for me (blogging), hopeful that it will generate some interest, both for myself and anyone who finds this here. My reach for musical proficiency began in earnest one Christmas after receiving a plastic rifle as a gift. I immediately strapped it over the shoulder and began to strum it as a guitar! Infatuated with music making, I continued a never ending, albeit intermittent climb to musical aspirations that remain forever on the horizon. As a child singing along with a limited but formidable number of 45 rpm records, I would channel Elton John’s ‘Philadelphia Freedom’ at the top of my lungs whilst enjoying the sonic sugar high with headphones on. Those outside the headphone induced delirium I was enjoying,  thought otherwise about my present abilities to carry a tune. I don’t remember the exact phrasing used to quash my efforts at out loud singing ‘practice’ but it did and still does give pause for concern. Though I can, given the right opportunity, publicly display skill in this regard (singing), There is a struggle to put it out there. But do continue the search for opportunity to do so.

Sometime later I received a much desired acoustic guitar, which was not as easy to play as the aforementioned rifle, but I would soldier on as it were with the help of a lovely young guitar teacher Miss Staci Misiti, if I remember correctly. She would walk me through the ‘Mel Bay’ learn to play guitar method. Once I broke a string and thought the guitar was forever broken, I cried like a little baby, emotional memories seem to last forever. Time passed interest waned but never left. A few acoustic guitars later, I got my first electric guitar and that was the real beginning of my musical journey. Armed with a proper desire to learn to play, to impress girls, I got lessons from the local guitar hero and began to get an education in rock that I was not privy to before. Being the oldest I had no elder brother or sister to inform my ears of music that was available besides top 40 radio. My Teacher at that time Marc Schumman (Marc Ferrari in the 80’s I think) Began my musical sojourn into hard rock guitar with bands like Aerosmith, Van Halen, Ted Nugent etc… Practicing in earnest I impressed my teacher but still didn’t quite understand the music he would try to teach me. I being a KISS fan new nothing of Led Zeppelin. An overlooked bit of music history that time had no problem helping me to correct. That and friends who would become the source input for the sonic impetus driving much of my formative musical training.

My first band. Me and Bob Alcott formed ‘Red Freaks Don’t Smoke’ He new what it alluded to,  I did not, and still don’t. They say 3 chords can say so much, but we only knew 3 notes before we took our show to the patio, at which time we were promptly hailed as guitar heroes via the ‘tossing of the proverbial empty bottle’ at our stage. This was not the last time some one would think so much of my stage presence as to throw something! That one really hurt, not the first one though. We were noticed, and there is no such thing as bad publicity! (Stone to the side of the head not withstanding)

Many, many lessons and practice sessions later with maybe 3 songs under our belt, we audition a drummer to round out our trio. The guy showed up with the biggest drum set I’d ever seen and a professional ability that far out weighed our own. I guess my sales ability on the phone and overt optimism about what we were capable of got him to show up. Why he stayed that afternoon I’ve no idea, but first time with a drummer and I was hooked. Rock n roll even our basic version of ‘Rocky Mountain Way’ in the garage that day sold me on the unflappable desire to continue this course and try again.

Again and again. The impetus to make rock music had borrowed deep and there were quite a few others that also entertained this obdurate wish to annoy our families, from the basement or, the neighbors from the attic on a Sunday morning. Restating famous guitar riffs and songs that got ever faster and harder (dynamically). We bore the names of our tribe, Warlord, Blitzkrieg with honor. And a determined preoccupation to not be associated with any other style of music than the ‘hard rock’, which been channeled into our brains as our fingers and feet would follow as best we could, to impress ourselves as well as, the beer drinking population that would tolerate the caterwauling we were capable of.

And so it went on, Wedding Receptions, Clubs, Pubs, Battles of the Bands, Private Parties, Writing and Recording, Teaching, Jamming. I always enjoy trying to make a performance a thing to behold, rehearsals could get discouraging depending on many things, not the least of which was how often we could get together. Once a month is not going to cut it to perform regularly, too often and it may sound uninspired. Then there are the leaders of the band that can be demanding to the point of  dictatorship, that can be demoralizing. And yet to get out there and play, make something happen sonically as well as the myriad other ways music can affect us is still the main goal, of wanting to be a musician in the first place. Of course it can also be for private amusement, one does not need to want to perform to want to play. But I think if you develop something to the point that it makes you happy, you will probably want to share that at some time to make another happy.

À la prochaine (until next time)