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February and new music

The weather has turned stupid cold in Dallas and I am ready for Spring. Too much fun to be had outside and this cold just kills that. It is what it is though and it is what we have right now. 

Hoping all the plants in the new garden will be ok as we get through another freeze. I'm looking forward to sunshine days, skateboard time and warmer temps!
Yesterday's bass lesson with Joe Lally

I'm on my third Skype bass lesson with Joe Lally and already there's a noticeable change in my playing. It's amazing how just taking a little time and putting the effort in has made such a difference.
 My hand is getting stronger and the acrobatic feat of stretching my tiny pinky and reaching and holding strings is vastly improved.
Probably one of the best investments in myself during this whole pandemic has been this.
Haven't turned on Netflix once or binge watched anything. My goal was to come out of all this stronger, smarter and more skilled than ever.
My homework assignment now is to write a song. It's been a very long time since I've written a song, ten years? Over ten? And now I have to write one and show it to Joe Lally, my bass hero. Kind of nervous 😂 but he's also such a good laid-back guy that it really won't be so hard. I do have to pinch myself sometimes that this is actually real. 
Hope everyone is thriving and surviving and filling their life up with good, productive stuff! 







 

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