Learnt and Learning
I know how to play bass. Emphasis in playing it, not playing with —for getting up to the part where I can follow a song my only limit is my dexterity, which I’ve seen increases with practice, up to a point. Going further might require a mentor, a more structure approach.
But now, playing with the bass, is another world. To listen to a melody or some chords, and to come up with something to go with it. To imagine and capture and jumble and coalesce, to repeat and tweak and fit and let sit.
Doing this I feel free, I feel new, I feel like something getting out and starting its own path, which reverberates out from the maze of my mind further out into the expanse.
And it feels amazing, but it’s hard to get there. I remember being able many years ago, when musical theory was fresh and front on my mind due to having dedicated classes, when music was a daily aspect of my life in a huge way v now.
Going back to that would be not like rewatching an old episode, but like trying to correct a good paper I wrote a decade ago. I love it how it is, and I want the now to be new, to explore a whole new mental space.
And so, I’m getting a harmonica. Growing a habit, growing a plant. Good idea for tomorrow.