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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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I know, my inlaws tricked me, poor little gerbils.:laugh: They thought it was funny.
Two Iberia flight attendants I met while vacationing in Acapulco met me for dinner one night in Madrid (back when I had to work for a living). Took me to a famous place called Lucio's. They ordered me the "especialidad de la casa". I don't remember the Spanish name, but it turned out to be tripe. They wouldn't touch it, just sat there watching me. I ate a little, so as not to insult the proprietor. And I guess I was happy to allow them a laugh at my expense! They were good company!
 
Two Iberia flight attendants I met while vacationing in Acapulco met me for dinner one night in Madrid (back when I had to work for a living). Took me to a famous place called Lucio's. They ordered me the "especialidad de la casa". I don't remember the Spanish name, but it turned out to be tripe. They wouldn't touch it, just sat there watching me. I ate a little, so as not to insult the proprietor. And I guess I was happy to allow them a laugh at my expense! They were good company!


We go to a place out here called Lucio's, very good food. El mondongo is tripe, yuk.
 
Of all the things in Philadelphia, scrapple is definitely one of them.

...a couple of shots from my last trip to/through Philadelphia...

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How did you learn to play?

I’ve been trying to remember. I started with lessons every Saturday. I don’t recall the instruction book. Lessons stared with reading and exercises on the first string. Then the next string. Then a combination of the two, and so on. In school we had a music class, I don’t recall how often. We had music appreciation, the part time teacher was a symphony conductor. Music theory. Choir. There were no instruments, not even a recorder.

After about six months on lessons, I took over teaching myself. That’s when I formed my first band with others in my music class. That quickly led to gigging. I was in several other side bands over the years. My original band was always the main one. One day we were practicing in the drummer’s garage and the big door opened. An older guy asked if he could sit in. He was in the military, stationed locally. He took us under his wing and we became his backing band. He taught us the business. He was a country singer. There was a fine line between rock’n’roll and late 50’s and early 60’s country.
 
Yeah, with some instruments I had formal instruction, variously lasting from months to years. With others I taught myself or used combinations of books and videos. Bass came after putting the guitar down for several years. On anything, I still have no idea what I'm doing, and it's much better that way. Anytime I think I've got it is when it falls apart.
 
How did you learn to play?

Senior year of high school found me living with my sister and brother in-law. We was and is a world class bluegrass musician who has played with many Grand Ol Opry types, Jerry Garcia, David Grisman, Vassar Clements, yada dada doo. When I moved in I was informed that playing an instrument is mandatory in his house, here's your Martin D-28 herringbone starter pack. "Teach Your Children" goes like this, we'll go from there. So naturally I decided that I was gonna play whatever style he didn't. He's whitebread, I'll be the hippie Robert Johnson I guess. I utterly failed to take advantage of that opportunity, but the hook was set. When I started I had to promise to never try to make money off music. Years later at his daughter's wedding he told me I damned well better be gettig paid for all the time I had apprently put in. That'll do for validation, I reckon.
 
Right, then, real answer.

Pretty standard musical education from piano to clarinet (one year) to saxophone. Piano and music theory put me off a university major. So I took the comparative lit major and listened to Jimmy Cliff in poetry classes. This seemed like a win to me until I started looking seriously at music theory again, and then forgot it until

The bass came home with me after a brief and abortive attempt at cello. It's post-university now and my road takes me from Germany to Los Angeles :bored: and took a year of proper music education at MI. And as any who have followed this "bouncing ball" over the words of the song know, the newspaper paid a steady check and the music didn't.

What would have ????

Instead I'm here now freshly baked from Ari Cap's Music Theory for the Bass Player, a couple years out of my last times on stage owing to circumstance known in the popular mind as "medical", and primed to do something now that I can see an actual "65" from here.
 
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