A tone deaf uncoordinated overly self-conscious poet trying to teach himself how to play guitar. So?! It gives me frustration and it gives me joy.
Occasionally, for seconds at a time, I groove.
Weeks ago I spent 50 cents on a piece of pvc at a Habitat for Humanity Re-Store which I use as a slide. One of the best 50 cents I ever spent.
So far I know 6 notes and a couple of chords. I have very little talent/apptitude but I do have some attitude here alone in my retired guy space.
Occasionally I eke something like a basic blues and I have some lyrics I'm considering. I'm just saying... Don't worry. Just be warned.