Step Into the Freezer

Friday, June 08, 2007

I learned the beginning to "Portrait of Tracy"

(I'm getting there)

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Jazz is the teacher...

funk is the preacher.

(P.S. Got my license today.)

Friday, June 01, 2007

Wake up in the morning. (What time?)

Gotta shower. Shave, or not?

Brush my teeth. What kind of toothpaste? Mouthwash (Y/N)?

Deodorant? Spray, or stick?

What should I wear? So many shirts, pants, socks, to choose from...

Hair. Up, or down? Condition? Brush? (Down, no, no = grunge look - or it means I'm late)

Coffee. I only drink it strong. (Milk? Sugar? I never use sugar.)

What do I want for breakfast?

Hmm, 20 minutes ahead of schedule - what should I do?

Play bass? What song? Get online? Where do I go? Read a book? There are SO MANY!

Walk, ride, longboard, jog? (How will I get there?) (Early? Go to the library, maybe?)

What to work on in Cisco?

Where to go during my study hall?

Which essay to write for history?

Go straight home? Go to the deli? Go rock out?

When you think you've got it bad, kids, remember this:
The quality of your life is often directly proportional to the number of choices you get to make every day.

I am blessed.

This summer, I want to teach bass. You know, for money. Not a lot of money, but hey, it's worth a few bucks, na mean? The only bass lessons around here are taught by guitar teachers using their bass strings, so all of our bassists play like guitarists. Believe it or not, that's a big deal. Bass is very unique.

Anyway, I can't sight-read music and I have no classical training, but I have some decent bass chops. My lessons would be pretty unorthodox, but the bottom line is this: I'll teach you how to groove.

Before I go "on the market", I want to beta-test myself, so if you or anyone you know seriously wants to learn bass, hit me up. I'll teach one or two people for free just to see if I can do it.

Get back to me.