Getting the hang of playing the guitar

Here comes 2020, and me trying out playing the guitar for the seventh time. Or it feels like the seventh time. I remember trying when I was a young girl, my uncle had came to visit. And passed me his guitar. I could barely hold it but was fascinated by the instrument. And the sounds he could make from it. I tried it again in primary school, in one of our lessons where someone had brought in a load of musical instruments. I remember that guitar not sounding very pleasant. But perhaps it wasn’t in tune. In high school, there was a cute boy who was trying to impress me with his guitar playing and tried to teach me. I tried a couple of times before realising I much preferred music than the boy. And if you want to count it… guitar hero. I was entranced by Eric Johnson’s Cliffs of Dover in the game. So while I couldn’t play the real thing, I very much enjoyed the game until I realised that this is not real life. Fast forward to now, while I have my many hobbies. Playing guitar is something I still would love to do. My friend is at Guitar Tuition East London at the moment taking guitar lessons in London, and she’s really inspired me to get going again. Seeing her make so much progress being a complete beginner in music has been so encouraging. Perhaps after this whole lockdown I will get to go have some guitar lessons to help me too. Even though I have a background in classical music training, it never seemed to quite translate when I approached the guitar. It seems much more alien to me having never played a string instrument before. I’m excited to see how I progress in learning and hope you will wish my seventh time lucky.