Here's a little recording of Big Rock Candy Mountain. I was bored with Hells Kitchen, so I thought I'd commit my shoddy guitar work to mp3 using a sweet free version of Audacity.
I admit, I'm one of those bluegrass fans that only flocked to the genre after a viewing of O Brother, Where Art Thou. Though my 6th grade string repertoire included a toe-tapping version of Turkey In The Straw, and that should count for something.
I've noticed my yet-to-be-named guitar needs new strings.
Name options (thus far):
1. JT, in honor of Jeff Tweedy
2. Zooey, the disaffected Glass brother of Salinger's Franny and....
3. Dean, as in cool cats Dean Martin and James
4. Wallace, as in the clay-mation, cheese-loving Nick Park creation
5. KD or Pixie, for one of the coolest bands / most bad-ass lady rockers (Kim Deal) around
The guitar's a Seagull S6 Original, that I didn't mind paying retail for (you should support your small, locally owned music stores, if you can). While I *heart* many things, it's one of the things I *heart* most. And if you're reading this, you probably knew that already.
Naming suggestions are welcome.
PS Was there something other than Coke in Paula Abdul's cup tonight? She was entirely too amusing to be sober.
PSS Why does Hells Kitchen seem like sorority fraternity rush week? I'm anticipating an episode where Chef Ramsay brings out the paddle and has them bend over to say 'Thank you sir, may I have another?!'.
Top Chef is waaaaay better.
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