I joke about my mid life crisis but you know that behind all jokes there is a kernal of truth. In my case it’s not a kernal, it’s the whole corn stalk, babe. It may, in fact end up being an entire crop if things get too outta hand so in the interest of preserving the little sanity I already own I will be writing it all down.
As you already know I am a musician among other things. I studied piano for 12 years. I studied Cello for 6 years. I write, I sing, I dance the hokey pokey and I turn it all around…cause that’s what I’m all about. I’ve always wanted to learn to play the guitar so now that I’ve turned 40 I’m going to learn. I do ALREADY know a couple of chords. I can do BOTH the “easy” G and the full on three fingers on the frets G and something I think is D, or close to it…yeah, I’m THAT good.
So, as I’m imagining how awesome and cool and sexy I’ll be when I whip out my guitar in the near future at some open mic night I decide to poll a couple of guitar playing friends for advice on which instrument to buy. I think, oh, I’ll ask these guys…they’ll know what’ll be cool. So I’m thinking this in my head:
and my friend, Steve comes back with this:
What? How could you miss that what I was goin for was the cool, sexy, “I’m not really 40” guitar?
And then it comes to me….ohhhhhhhh…yeah, see? Here’s the thing; I asked a musician for his advice and in his sage thinking he actually did something really nice for me. He assumed that I actually wanted to learn to be a good guitar player, that I might actually want to develop a craft and have it sound good too and that was a really nice way to think about it.
You see, what this did for me was twofold. First, it got my focus right which is that I actually DO want to learn to play and love playing in the process and second, it reminded me that sexy is as sexy does. Get your minds out of the gutter, people while I explain. People can look beautiful, attractive, sexy, what have you, at first blush. It’s not hard to find the right haircolor, the right clothes, the sultry electric guitar to make the package but in the end, it’s just that, packaging. It’s what lies inside and works it’s way out that makes the gift. This is what keeps people coming back over and over to have the conversation, to go deeper, to understand more fully, to give comfort, to offer love.
Turning 40 I suppose I’m starting to understand this better by trial and error…via my mid life crisis. I think there will be more of these. I gave it a “category” and everything. I just hope that I come to the kernal of truth in each crisis as quickly as I came to this one. At some point, I hope I will be able to rename the category, “Mid Life Wisdom” but I’m just not there yet.
I start lessons in a couple of weeks. I let you know how it goes. First I need to go find my non sexy but great sounding guitar.