MarkDyson
Blues Hound Wannabe
I've been spending my past few Friday afternoons with one of my teenaged nephews. He's being raised by a single mom who is 100% a hero in my book, working her ass off and having finished a lucrative tech degree and is making a good life for her son. She's worried about having male role models in his life and, though I'm a poster child for what not to do, I guess I've been dubbed one source. Scary.
We've been working on 12 bar rhythm progressions and whatever in my limited skill set I can offer to help spark practice motivation for him. I also gave him my G&L ASAT tribute Tele and he's been very much the perfect kind of recipient for such things.
So.
He's had a lot of social and peer issues, as befits a creative/sensitive young teen boy in the clutches of a a school system which (typically) feels threatened by mavericks who don't take their Soma. I finally connected with him when I started tapping into his anger, frustration, and disillusion with "the system." Not gonna get political, but methinks you grok what I mean.
"Every time I walk out that door,
Someone gets in my face.
Tries to tell me what I should do,
Tries to put me in my place."
Need to work out the syllable assignment to fit a steady beat, and I'm not 100% set on the key (thinking G as a sop to his chord knowledge). Ideally I'd like this to grow into a blues piece but I'm flexible as to the genre.
Onus is now on him to bang out the next verse. Then we can work up a chorus.
We've been working on 12 bar rhythm progressions and whatever in my limited skill set I can offer to help spark practice motivation for him. I also gave him my G&L ASAT tribute Tele and he's been very much the perfect kind of recipient for such things.
So.
He's had a lot of social and peer issues, as befits a creative/sensitive young teen boy in the clutches of a a school system which (typically) feels threatened by mavericks who don't take their Soma. I finally connected with him when I started tapping into his anger, frustration, and disillusion with "the system." Not gonna get political, but methinks you grok what I mean.
"Every time I walk out that door,
Someone gets in my face.
Tries to tell me what I should do,
Tries to put me in my place."
Need to work out the syllable assignment to fit a steady beat, and I'm not 100% set on the key (thinking G as a sop to his chord knowledge). Ideally I'd like this to grow into a blues piece but I'm flexible as to the genre.
Onus is now on him to bang out the next verse. Then we can work up a chorus.