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Learn Guitar My Son

There was I in my early twenties sitting bored on a Sunday afternoon mu mum suggested, get a hobby but being a loner was well out of tune My mind was blank till mum said learn guitar, my son, well maybe so I bought an acoustic guitar then got lessons to learn my key As I started learning some real tunes it seemed I should've begun while a teen but some progress I was actually making after a year thought what might have been So gave it up, wonder why? probably not dedicated far enough but now really appreciate class guitarists playing real splendid stuff My experiences make one appreciate the skilful play of these in master class like Bream, Williams, Romero and the like inspiration they do bring, pray not to pass (I recall here my early 20s and making effort to learn guitar which was not to be but learn to appreciate those who could especially in the classical field.)

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Date: 12/26/2019 5:37:00 PM
G'day Gordon … I often sat and listened to my daughter, who plays and teaches guitar and wonder how the heck does she do that. I enjoyed this verse of yours Gordon - Lindsay
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Gordon Mcconnell
Date: 12/27/2019 2:34:00 AM
Hi Lindsay, Glad you enjoyed this one, Hope you had a great Christmas and every blessing for 2020. Gordon
Date: 12/16/2019 8:59:00 PM
The Guitar sounds well.. There is flow and a story in it.. Good one..
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Gordon Mcconnell
Date: 12/17/2019 2:47:00 AM
Hi Jenish, Glad you liked it, Have a great day, Gordon

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