Six String Six Slinger
By Michael The Libertarian Those of you who aren't musicians may not want to read today's offering. I'm not saying you can't . I'm saying you may not enjoy this. I started my musical journey, picking out melodies on Grandpa's Brambach baby grand piano, easily found in our living room. She who bore me did me my first musical disservice when she instructed me to play chords, against those melodies, with my left hand. I was told: “Put your index finger on the root note of the chord (the “name” of the chord). Major chords are four up and five down and minor chords are three up and five down.” That was it and it ruined my ability to play the piano correctly (thus far)! I had a transistor radio. I got it so I could listen to my New York Mets' games. Guess who was on that station (660 WNBC NY) before Mets' games? Wolfman Jack! On clear nights, I could pick up a terrific AM radio station out of Cleveland, the birth place of rock 'n' roll. I...