Good afternoon/evening/morning to you fine folks… Since I am writer by profession, this will be wordy. I apologize in advanced.
I started playing in the late 80s on a Harmony Strat and graduated to a BC Rich Mockingbird that was basically DOA and due to it’s condition, I was able to trade it in for an Ibanez JS-1. That is where my journey truly began.
I cut my teeth on Satriani and Vai tunes, then when Images And Words came out, Petrucci was thrown in. I dabbled with plenty of other players and bands, but none that I dove head first into studying. I knew their catalogs front to back and got to the point where I could read tab books like people read regular books. As my musical mentor put it when I was a teenager, I was a “technical phenom”. I packed up and moved to LA, CA to go Musician’s Institute in 1999 in hopes that I could do finally do something about it. I had been playing for 11 years at that point, so surely I could fly through the ranks, right? Turns out that only knowing other people’s songs (especially instrumentals and such) won’t get you very far. I spent the next few years trying to learn how to be a musician and not just a guitarist. ADVICE TO YOU YOUNGSTERS OUT THERE… Be a musician first, as best you can. Find, or at least make the attempt of discovering your musical self.
I did a fair amount of touring and such in the early 2k’s and working with some known players in various capacities. I started a band that had potential (insanely heavy stuff, not death metal, but sort of like if Meshuggah was legitimately pissed off but really liked hiphop and jazz) to do fairly well.
But then… had to retire around 2006 because my hands were just torn up. Carpal Tunnel, tendonitis, wrist issues, forearm and shoulder stuff… It all hit me around the same time. I’d wake up in the middle of the night numbness in my hand and fingers. Not just the painful version, but the one that feels like an electric shock. Years and years of playing and never stretching, lifting Marshall cabs first thing in the morning, and (what I think might have been the biggest problem) I hate power chords. I either like them inverted, or R-4 and eventually R-4-b7 and when you play fast riffs like I did (metronome breaking speed) it wears you down pretty fast. Finger tip stuff is one thing, but basically fully barring for 5+ minutes at a time… Not smart…
I heard Flying In A Blue Dream in passing in late March 2023 and almost burst into tears. I borrowed a guitar from a friend and started trying to really play again. I attempted a few other times through the years, but it wasn’t due to being “summoned” I just thought it would be fun. Now, it is. I snagged an Ibanez JS-1000 from a collector, a Boss Katana 50 watt and am ready to just be a player again like I used to be in my bedroom 30 years ago. I ain’t got it like used to, and probably never will again, but I swear just holding a guitar again brought my youth back.
Anyways, now that that’s all said and done, the reason I’m here…
That bastard Eric Johnson… I never had a problem playing anything. Except for his best licks (off the first 3 records). Even at my peak, I just couldn’t nail them. I’d honestly given up since there was so many other songs out there. I learned about this site randomly and had it existed back when I was first getting started… I honestly don’t even want to think about where I’d be…
Thanks for creating these courses. I’m locking myself in my room until the WGA strike is over and goddammit, I’m going to nail the Austin City Limits intro to Cliffs of Dover if it’s the last thing I do, haha.