The slightest change in humidity can alter the life of the guitar from hour to hour. Leaving one leaning on a recliner in the sun porch overnight can muddy the tone dramatically. I can override this by digging in even deeper for producing sound, even if that means playing quieter. I am writing before my session for the first time, circumstances are such.
Music making has an element of perseverance in my years. I set roadblocks on purpose, to try for something extra to have to overcome. This has been a course of action for my entire life. I tend to thrive in the struggle and what can be achieved under less than ideal circumstances. I also like hearing some form of struggle in other artists as they’re trying to get somewhere as opposed to repeating something already there. Improvisation is a way of life. The idea that the more one limits themselves, the more freedoms we ultimately have to break these conventions and parameters.
It is all tension and release.
The article about El Duende is still total captivation. Alignment is all I have been striving for. Knowing that civilizations have been thinking- and sharing about these metaphysical realms and constellation patterns and cycles makes me feel less lonely. Music does the same. It has tangible traces and lineages no matter what modality or genre.
That is one of the deeper themes of this whole w a n d a r i a n thing. Busting through specific categorization, it is the soundscape to finding a new vocabulary on the instrument. I love how the guitar has so many voices and endless fascinations. Again, the idea of a rawer, border-less time.
