I’m just AWESOME!

           I know almost everybody know how to play guitar but,  I have another experience about it. It meant more to me. My brother taught me how to play guitar. He’s in a band and his also in my first band ever.Well, his best friend, JR, taught me too.  Now, JR IS A PRO! He is awesome in playing guitar no one actually thought him how to. He learned it by himself. Both my bro and JR knows what they wanted and they wanted the same thing. Well, when I first learned guitar, I mean REALLY learn how to, I found the same mountain.

           My bro ran away from home before. We’re all worried. Sometimes my mom will stand near the door and just look at the road. FBI is helping. My godmother said “This is the hardest thing ever! You’re waiting but you don’t know when it’s coming.” Which I realized was true. I was never close to my bro, we always fight but, I never thought I would miss him like I did! I was worried. I waited for him. I bet to myself everyday that he would come home. I lost like three times but I won once, of course.

           We found out later that he was just in this city, playing the whole week that his gone. I actually think it’s stupid. Ditching your school for playing guitar is just stupid. I asked him why he did that, but “You wouldn’t understand.” is his only answer. I started hanging out more after he came back and I also got addicted with the bands called “Paramore” and “Flyleaf”. My bro always has his guitar. I love its design it’s a black and white stripes, but his guitar has a lot of bleach stickers in it. I can’t even remember whats the brand of his guitar but I can remember that he bought it in Salmist. I loved that guitar. My bro is not that cool looking, he actually look like a geek but he looks cool if when he’s playing guitar. That’s the time when I started being curios about the guitars and started thinking that it’s cool.

           So, I asked my bro to teach me how to play guitar. He taught me some cords like G, C and A. I remember myself complaining on how hard the C cord is. Looking back now, I just realized  that the old me is stupid. Then my bro taught me how to read tabs and the chord chart. I begin to play some songs, like “Emergency”, “Pressure”, and “Way Back in to Love” but I don’t know how to tune a guitar yet. That’s when JR comes in and teaches me to tune a guitar. JR was also responsible in teaching me about the power chords , but I never learned.

           After that, my bro, JR, another friend of ours and I formed a band. I played rhythm and vocals.  I still remember the first song we played live its “Tabi” it means “beside” in english. We played a lot of alternatives and pop-punk songs. We never really played in big events but every time we play its like heaven too me! When we step on the stage, playing, it feels like its where I’m suppose to be.  It was a lot of fun playing with them, but we have to disband eventually.

           It doesn’t really matter that we disbanded; it’s not what playing guitar gave me.  By learning how to play guitar I found my passion. A lot of people are telling me that my thing is sports, but their not me. Yeah, sports are fun and yeah, I’m pretty good at it, but it’s not as fun as doing what you love. And the thing that I love is music. I want to be in the main stream. I want to have a new band.  I want to be able to inspire people with music like music inspired me.