Ain't much of a song, just me playing a blues progression and blowing on the harp, until Howard came by and interrupted me by giving me the dollar that I used to come downtown with, where I am now...
I feel like a fisherman with a leaky boat.
Things have fallen into disrepair; the harp is missing reeds and the ones that sound, sound like you hear in the recording I made this afternoon.
The guitar is on its last legs, and its last pegs.
It is Thursday night and I don't see many people out at 10:40, but, I suppose I have food money on my card and I won't starve; and I could sit down and play something for my own amusement and maybe wake up with some money in my pocket.
I don't want to wait much longer for the ID from the homeless place. There will be homeless places in other places and I'm sure they will help me get an ID, so that I can at least work.The Hawk That Disembowels It
I don't want to go the crazy check route, at this point, because I think it would sap some of my ambition (what ambition?) like when a family in our neighborhood fed a squirrel when we were kids and the squirrel lost its ability to forage and when the family moved away, the squirrel continued to hang around their house, looking scrawnier each day...
I don't want to be that squirrel; I want to be the hawk that swoops down and disembowels it.
Well, it's time to sit down and try to play. Things are pretty bleak.
I just need about 10 bucks to get an AC adapter for the Samsung, so I can charge it up and have a more mobile recording solution.
Then, a few bucks to take the bus back to Scotlandville, and maybe a few more to take the Megabus to Houston.
There is a guitar that plays better than mine that I can get from a local pawn shop for probably 25 bucks.It is a Telestar brand. Made in Japan by Kawai in the 60's.
I researched it, and it defies logic by not being a piece of shit. I mean "made in Japan" used to translate to: "Is crap."
I think the term used in the early 70's was "cheap" everything made in Japan was "cheap" and would fall apart.
I remember the first Toyota I ever saw, in 1971 or so, and hearing the comment made that you could dent the thing with your fist.
But, I played this guitar and it is actually solid, kind of heavy, even; and cheap! er, I mean inexpensive, based upon some minor damage to the body which wont effect the sound, but will support me in appearing like the homeless, traveling musician, which is my tradestock.Well, I had better at least attempt to make at least enough for a lousy can of beer...