Guitar Class

Tonight is the 4^th week of my guitar class at the Princeton Adult School. It’s been an enjoyable class and last week I must have been feeling a little boisterous because I decided to pipe up with two little nuggets of information.

First, when the teacher was talking about mnemonic devices to help remember the notes on the strings of the guitar, I chimed in with this priceless one that I learned at my Passim guitar class: Every Acid Dealer Gets Busted Eventually. She had never heard this one and thought it was pretty witty. She liked how it had a good lesson in it, too. I had heard many different varieties of these mnemonics, but for some reason this is the one that sticks.

Second, as we were learning “Let It Be” I asked if she had ever heard the Sesame Street version, “Letter B”. She said No and I told her I would bring it in on CD if I could find it. Instead I found it on YouTube and emailed it to her. She thought it was pretty priceless and forwarded it to the rest of the class.

I might not be the best guitar player, but at least I’m full of useless, fun information.

Here is the view from my right hand while I'm practing on my couch: