46 days to go. 46 more articles to write. “articles”, what a big word.

I’ve received one of the best gifts I have ever had: a bass guitar. I have fingertips at both of my hands hurting and I am proud of that. When you play an instrument or try to play, you listen to music in an entirely new way. What before was something visceral and part of a group of sensations, now has become the result of different efforts that are merging into harmony. Looking at the tablature for a blues-rock bass solo is now for me like having found the Rosetta Stone. I’ve been desiring for years to play a specific monumental bassline and thinking I can now actually pursue this dream is exciting as few little things have been recent.