Lets get things kicked off by remembering the time we actually received our first guitar. Now I don’t know about you guys but that day was one of the best days ever for me and by far the best Christmas present. That Christmas I received an Ovation Celebrity, cranberry red with electric/acoustic technology, and the tone and sound ten times more powerful than the nylon string guitars I was custom-ed to playing in high school guitar class. Although, I should give credit to the SEGA system I got when I was like eleven; that was pretty cool too. But lets face it, getting a guitar is wicked cool. Nothing compares.

In high school I was a swimmer and baseball player. One sport in the Fall/Winter the other in the Spring. So I would get out of school around 2:30pm and then head directly to practice which lasted until about 5:30-6:00pm. I would then go home exhausted and get my homework done. By the time I was all done it was about 8:30pm or so and finally, time to play guitar. I would then of course, go to bed at a very late time only to wake up four hours later to go back to school and repeat the same schedule over again.

I write about this today because it reminds me of a great lesson I learned when I decided I wanted to play guitar. You can imagine, I’m sure, how tired I must have been staying up all night to play guitar. And I can imagine as well, that there are a lot of you who have done the same and rightfully so, have learned the same lesson as I once did. Back then I had a lot more things to do in the course of one day than I do today. So much that the only time I could ever play guitar was if I had enough energy left in me at the end of the day to stay up for a few hours and just play; sometimes it was the same damn song over and over again. It was tough. It was hard. Sometimes I didn’t think I would ever be able to play. That’s where the lesson came in. Patiences Billy boy! Patiences! And you must practice Billy, so much for so long. Back then I had a lot to do. Today, I don’t do any of the same things I did back in high school. No sports or homework or detentions or after school activities. No, not anymore. Then I start to think about those late nights I stayed up playing my guitar hoping I would someday be good at it; and then I remember. The only thing I still do today that I did back in high school is play guitar. And I’m damn happy that I do!

We at dailyguitarist.com would love to hear what you, our readers, first guitar experience was like. So pull up a chair, get comfortable, and have some fun. And as always, keep playing and check back for more updates!

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