There’s many things that can deflate you. Things that can change your mood, and mess your day up entirely. Events or news that depresses you, and sets in place emotions you don’t like.
Breaking a guitar string is my demon.
I was strumming away, going for the full-on version of Barenaked Ladies “Brian Wilson”. Usually, when playing the song live, Ed and Steve will tend to play a big, “windmill” style stab on an E-minor chord. I too executed the same move, but in the process broke my A-string.
As I struck the chord, I felt a sudden slackening under my middle finger, as the inner core of the string split at the bridge, and unraveled slightly. Suddenly the E-minor chord sounds like a mess as all the other strings are now slightly out of tune, and the now slack A-string limply falls onto the strings below.
I looked down at the fretboard, and inspected the aftermath of my over-zealous playing. I breathed a heavy sigh and died a little inside. For reasons best known to myself, I carried on playing. Without the string, it sounded weird – if I were playing live it probably wouldn’t have noticed; I could throw the guitar at my guitar tech and let him or her re-string it for me.
Unfortunately for me, I don’t have the luxury of a guitar tech, and I’m not sure I have the luxury of spare strings. So now I’m resigned to the fact I’m going to have to wait a while until I can A) procure myself new strings and B) actually fit them.
Looks like it’s electric only for a while.
Oh I entertained my family with a very well (drunken) done rediction of Brian Wilson, I even managed Steve dancing as well. Hello by the way!! xx