Running up and down the guitar neck, I’ve felt stuck in one, same 12-Bar, I have been playing for too long.
Nothing was inside. Tired, yes, but not emotional. Empty when tired. However, right before this, I have spend over an hour genuinely enjoying these same bars over and over again.
I’ve often heard that Blues is not hard to play but difficult to feel. Today I felt the meaning of it. Blues can’t be faked, Jack White said that people feel if you are telling them the same joke you’ve said last night. Same with the Blues, it can’t be cheated. There are guidelines but there are no terms and guidelines are that you need to feel something before you pick it up.
I’ve played the same exact rhythm without feeling anything and while feeling down and beaten. The latter made my Blues so much more vibrant, lively and rich. It was still improvised, off-tempo and with notes wondering wtf I’m doing, but it was real and felt true.
Whatever you do, do it sincerely. Jack is right, people feel genuine and invite an open heart filled with feeling at least because they have the same one with the same feelings inside. If all else fails, you will never regret things you’ve done as much as you would things that you could have done but decided not to.
Anyway, even the most basic I-iV-V can feel like the most powerful composition when given feeling. Today, I’ve learnt what I missed and why I’ve been sad when all things were going well. First, because I am a fetishist like that, and second, because I love my Blues. I love sincerity in it and the power that it puts in the smallest and most basic things. It’s not hard to play when you feel difficult. Do genuine things sincerely.
Earl Klatzel’s beautiful Blues art is on the painting.