Fixing Bad Practicing
February 20, 2013
I was working on Big Love by Fleetwood Mac today. Not the album version - the live version from The Dance. It’s a workout to say the least.
I used to be good at practicing. And sometimes I still am. But if I want to be a better guitarist, then I need to be good at practicing all the time. I don’t mean being good about practicing. I mean actually being good at practicing. I can sit with my guitar on my lap all day and say that I played it all day. Or practiced all day. But did I really? No. Will I get better that way? No.
So it’s back to keeping a practice log and writing down what I’m going to practice. I’ve been waking up earlier for whatever reason. I think it’s a sign: practice. My soul knows what’s happening, and I know I feel better when I play guitar more. And practice more.
My callouses have gone down. If nothing else, I have to remedy that.
Oh, and this also applies to singing and writing. I’m the most diligent about writing and the least diligent about singing.
That being said, it’s 11:35PM. I’m gonna go be musical.