Blues Up!
They say that suicide and attempted suicide rates soar at Christmas time - more so than any other holiday. THEY (whoever THEY are) say that more people feel depression at Christmas time than at any other time of the year.
Last night - for absolutely NO reason - I found myself feeling a bit blue. I mean - how stupid can that be? I'm married to an absolutely exquisitely beautiful woman (inside and out) who is a great singer/songwriter and plays a Guild M-20 - and on Friday we're celebrating our 22nd anniversary. I mean, that alone should be cause for jubiliation that anyone at all has stuck with ME that long. I have a gorgeous and smart daughter with a wonderfully kind and love-giving heart who is just before turning 16 and a straight-A student at a pretty tough academic school. I am in a band whose music I absolutely love and is in its 18th year. I'm 52 and still playing as much as I want and our 10 CDs are all selling well...and the list just goes on and on and on.
So, why the blues? No, it wasn't because NCIS was a rerun, because the episode of House just after was good. We have enough to eat, a roof over our heads, bills generally met, and some friends. I mean, I have NOTHING to complain about (except that I'm fat and falling apart occasionally, but that's to be expected). So why the blues? Why the holiday dispondency?
Well, there just is no rhyme or reason for it. So, I found my way into the study and pulled down my G-37 and noodled through a few instrumentals, then sang a chorus or two. O - o...then I remembered this song in C that I LOVE on the 12-string. So, I pulled down 'Betty' - my favorite F112 and banged away at a Jimmie Spheeris tune and then 'Come the Fall' by Terry Kirkman of the Association. Wow! I hadn't played that in a couple of months. Then, I swapped out for one of my GF25s and played through several traditional songs and then a song off the new album and I could hear my wife singing along from the kitchen table, where she was wrapping presents. So, I went in there and played through a rousing chorus or two.
Then, I felt better. So, I went to my bedroom and it was cool and quiet and the lights were low. Time for bed...but then, there's that FG25 in open C and it rings SO-O-O- nicely in that room, so I played an old Lovin' Spoonful song (Darlin' Be Home Soon). I hung it up and sat down on the bedside. There's my B-50 in its rack, so I picked it up and thumped a wee while. Ah, well...morning comes early.
I lay back on the bed and daid 'thanks' for so many things - and thanks for these wonderful instruments. So, I'm so thankful for Guild - THE BLUES KILLER - and I wish this peace and happiness on all of you - my friends here at the LTG forum. Special thanks to Don for letting us thrash about here...Merry Christmas to all - have a wonderful new year. ...And God bless you, every one! dbs