When I was growing up, my mom loved listening to old blues albums. I remember coming home from going to church with my dad on Sundays, and finding her cleaning house with the music turned up so loud the neighbors could hear it. So when she decided to learn how to play the blues guitar, it really wasn’t all that surprising! And she’s pretty good, even though she just started! I’m sure she’ll get even better as she goes, since she practices almost every night. But I have to admit, I’m glad I don’t live at home anymore. I’m sure the first few weeks were hard on the ears.
Mom’s Learning to Play Blues Guitar
March 31st, 2010 | Arts and Entertainment