More Cowbell..........

Started working on "Burnin for You" by Blue Oyster Cult. What a great tune. Not real difficult to play, even for me. I hadn't listened to BOC much recently but when I decided to learn "Burnin" I went back and started listening to them again. What an under-rated band. They have some great tunes. Obviously "Burnin", "Don't Fear the Reaper" are great tunes, but so are "Veteran of the Psychic wars", "Harvester of Eyes", "Astronomy".

I guess back in the day, they were known as Heavy Metal for the "thinking man". I'm not really sure what that means. It's to bad that most people only recognize "Don't Fear the Reaper" as the "more Cowbell" song. BOC is the voice of the revolution - they just said so on That 70's Show.

So, good old Guitar Teacher Boy must have decided it's time to completely destroy Musky's guitar playing confidence. This week we were jamming some A blues. Mid way through, he stops and says you know what, your picking is getting better, but you play way to mechanically. You need to show some feeling, you need to build tension with your solos. So, now we are working on Bends, Slides and Volume within my soloing. I was actually happy with my Bends and Slides...lord knows I worked on them enough when learning the solo's in "Sultans of Swing", "Another Brick in the Wall", and "Fight the Good Fight". Now I'm bending everything in sight....owwy, my fingers hurt.

On another note, I had to go to Guitar Center today. I hate going there. But I need some "Nut Sauce" so that I could (well) lubricate my nut. Yes, that would be singular. Luckily I'm not similar to Lance Armstrong, so when I mean nut I mean the nut on my guitar. My B-string is binding. Anyways, as usual there were a bunch of guys wanking, playing way to loud. When out of the blue, I hear a guy rip off an amazing riff that sounded a cross between EVH and George Lynch. I strolled over to where the guy was playing and damn he was the ugliest MF'er I have ever seen. Luckily it seems that the only riff the guy knew was the EVH/Lynch riff. I don't think I would be able to handle a guy that ugly being a good player (I'm just shallow that way). He played it over and over and over and over again and he just kept getting louder and louder. So without my nut sauce I left and went back to work. Sigh.