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.