This dude at Open Mic is great but his tuning etiquette is so poor that I can only hear the inconsistent semitones between his notes and the unnecessary tension on the strings from him tuning with a capo on.
Ask me what knowing everything about guitar is like.
It sucks.
I really feel like the vague sentiment of southern swagger in my personal, venerable vernacular became amplified by simply being in Texas. I’m one natural ‘howdy’ away from going native.
Like, I will legit round up all of your gods, kick their ethers, and leave them in a box on the side of the road.
Fuck.
Never seek war, always be ready for it.
I’ve played “chess” with every move in my life since I was old enough to think properly. And while I don’t think I can turn that off entirely, I’m trying to minimize it for just a couple things these days. But right now, I’m crossing all the digits that I made a good one tonight.