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return of the alvarez
by anders pearson
Thu 17 Jan 2002 23:35:05
<em>finally</em> met up with my friend julintip for a drink tonight.
we live a mere 6 blocks apart but haven't seen each other in over a year (she claims she was "busy" with work and stuff. excuses, excuses...). weird seeing someone you used to hang out with on a regular basis after a year apart. too much happens over a year to remember and regurgitate into conversation. i feel like i must have missed a lot of important stuff.
anyway, the big victory for the evening is that i got my acoustic guitar that i had lent her back. as much as i love my electric, there's something about sitting back on the couch strumming an acoustic that comforts and relaxes unlike anything else. most guys (make that <em>all</em> guys) start playing guitar because they think it will get them chicks. eventually it becomes a close friend and confidant. you can tell your guitar things that you would never tell a living person; you can tell it the things that you don't even understand well enough to express in words yet. a little part of me dies everytime i see a rock star smash a guitar at the end of a concert.
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sarah - Thu 17 Jan 2002 23:36:05
I think that that goes for girls too... if my housemate's any indication. Perhaps it is because she wears a suit a lot, like anders without the glasses and beard.anders pearson - Thu 17 Jan 2002 23:39:05
i don't often wear a suit. that was just for my friend shu's wedding (tuck and i were 'thugs'; our duties were to stand around and look intimidating and take care of any body removal should it become necessary)tuck - Thu 17 Jan 2002 23:37:05
i figured out how to change the pitch of notes while playing the half-full bottle. the trick is to put your lower lip in the middle of the opening, not in front of it, and then change the bottle's angle. I'm working on playing "Vagina" by the Bloodhound Gang. MAJOR solace there.emile - Thu 17 Jan 2002 23:38:05
all i can say is "right on" to that, although i picked up my guitar before my hormones got the best of me. i don't think i can adequately describe the solace that lives in those six strings.