Two years later...
Posted: 29 Jan 2006 2:58 pm
I’ve been officially playing my pedal steel now for two years. I have worked hard and feel pretty comfortable behind it.
First the good news: I know where all the major variations are open and with A&B. I know my A&F positions and my D lever positions. My picking and technique are both relatively solid. I love this instrument more than my truck and my dog.
Now the not so good news: I still count up from A/pedal E-minor at the open G to get to other minors. I just can’t seem to memorize those minors for some reason! I play 99% of my scales on one fret position. I have played the church lick so many times I should be officially ordained. My band buddies think I am the next Lloyd Green but I know I’m not even a collard green, yet.
I do well in my band which is kind of a cross between the Byrds and the Rolling Stones locked in a garage with nothing but beer and cigarettes. However, if I ever sat in with some old-time country guys they would see right through me.
I will continue to work and play and make music as my ol’ flat guitars sit lonely in their dusty cases. RIP telecaster, I’ve moved on to glory.
First the good news: I know where all the major variations are open and with A&B. I know my A&F positions and my D lever positions. My picking and technique are both relatively solid. I love this instrument more than my truck and my dog.
Now the not so good news: I still count up from A/pedal E-minor at the open G to get to other minors. I just can’t seem to memorize those minors for some reason! I play 99% of my scales on one fret position. I have played the church lick so many times I should be officially ordained. My band buddies think I am the next Lloyd Green but I know I’m not even a collard green, yet.
I do well in my band which is kind of a cross between the Byrds and the Rolling Stones locked in a garage with nothing but beer and cigarettes. However, if I ever sat in with some old-time country guys they would see right through me.
I will continue to work and play and make music as my ol’ flat guitars sit lonely in their dusty cases. RIP telecaster, I’ve moved on to glory.