Not Playing But Drowning

It's been a busy few days but this morning I'd been invited around to the house of my twitter pal @OhBlimey (aka Tim) to thunk about on a bass guitar. Although it's just a short walk from door to door by the time I got to his house I was freezing cold thanks to a truly biting wind that was blasting in from the sea.

After saying hello to Mrs.OhBlimey I ascended the stairs and found OhBlimey himself in the studio...

He stuck a bass guitar in my hand, put some headphones on my bonce, picked up his guitar and we were off. Well, he was. I was kind of glued to spot like a rabbit in the headlights trying to remember where the notes were and how to string a few of them together.

They say you never forget how to ride a bike but I simply couldn't get the hang of how it was all supposed to work together. So, we plunked about a bit.  Although I found my general cluelessness on an instrument I used play in an OK kind way pretty dispiriting, I did at least enjoy Tim strumming about on his various guitars. Perhaps the best part of the session was watching some nipper doing amazing things on a ukelele.

For some time I've thought I might go back to playing an instrument. On the short walk back to the yellow room I realised that I'd best stick to writing about music rather than trying to play it.