I thought “what better place to spend my lunch and cheer me up”, and I realized that this used to be the same Sam Ash I used to always go to years back. It’s still a great store, but the truth is their guitar selection depressed me a little more, even. I was hoping to find the guitar I’ve been wanting, but alas, they had it not. #lunchbreak #samash #metal #guitars #onedoesnotsimplyownenoughguitars #backtostarbucksiguess #pullmeoutofthisslump #fuckmylife (at Sam Ash Music - Ontario Mills)
Lame ass homo selfie. In the bathroom at work down in Santa Ana/Costa Mesa. Felt good, starting to slim down again and working out is starting to show, finally. Sporting the Master of Puppets. Always will be a Metallica fan at heart, fuckers!! #metal #rage #metallica #fitness #fitlife #veganmetalheads #veganmuscleandfitness #vegansarentweakandsickly #vegansofig #igvegans #veganmetalhead
Jimmy Page’s fingers. ok.
Nothing helps me relax, feel release or take me to another world when I can’t physically escape, quite like playing guitar does. It’s a means of creativity, expression, enjoyment, loving with the soul…and many other things. Guitar is one of the best things that could have happened to me.
This picture is very appropriate. One of guitar players’ greatest legends and influences, Jimmy Page, playing the notes, making his guitar sing for him. I love it.
This old beat up thing was my first shredtastic guitar. It’s going on 17 years old now. I don’t use her for band practice or shows, for various reasons, but she still gets lots of love and attention at home. I play with her when I’m writing, practicing, exercising my fingers or when I’m just being a regular Skwisgaar around the house in general. She needs a few fixes and has been through a lot, but she still has a great tone and handles very well. #guitar #metal #ibanez #rgseries #glitterasfuck #emg #emg81s #silverdragon #oldfaithful #metallica #powell #dragon #oldestguitariown#shredtastic #newmuicintheworks #newmusic #shellalwaysloveme #illalwaysloveher
Wearing Testament today. Hoping for a productive and inspiring day. I want to finish writing some of these tunes so this project can get it’s feet off the ground! #testament #metal #vegan #mantastic #whatthestuff
There are many things that frustrate us all on a daily basis. We all are going through our own journey of frustration on different days. For me, it’s been my music. Sometimes I feel like the weeks go by and I’ve barely made any progress towards writing music, etc, but I will not cease.
I think women are a large part of my frustration and distraction, for many different reasons. I love women. Plain and simple. In that same context, I’m also polite, respectful and caring towards them. A lot of times, I think Tumblr is a big detriment to the whole frustration with women as well. It’s so easy to let your dash fill up with desire and longing. So many people out there trying to leave their mark on the world and making themselves untouchable. So many would be friends on the other side if the planet or country. Blah blah blah. That’s just Tumblr.. In real life, the frustration mounts much more…
But this is a blog for music. I need to remain focused. I need to remain vigilant in my quest to achieve placement in the world of music. My quest to live among great players, not just the gods but my friends as well. I know so many great guitar players and musicians alike. They inspire me at the same time while igniting a slight competitive nature within me. It’s a competition against myself, to prove to myself that I can write good music, that I can wail on the guitar and to believe in myself and not be too hard on myself.
Anyway. Just had to vent a little, and I figured where better?
February 10, 1962 – Metallica bassist Cliff Burton is born at 9:38pm in Castro Valley, California. His father Ray Burton commented on Cliff’s early childhood: “Cliff was 22 months old before he started walking on his own and we were quite concerned about it, but the doctor said, ‘There’s nothing wrong with him. He’s just smart enough to know that Mom and Dad will carry him around.’”
His mother Jan says, “He was always his own person, even when he was a little bitty kid. I used to say, ‘All the kids are playing outside, why aren’t you out there playing with them?’ And he said, ‘They’re not playing, they’re just sitting around talking. That’s boring.’ Then he’d go in the house and read his books or put on his own music. Even when he was a tiny little kid he would listen to his music or read. He was a big, big reader and he was very bright; in the third grade they tested him and he got 11th grade comprehension. He just heard a different drummer; he never went with the crowd if he didn’t want to. He was always popular and had a lot of friends. He was a very kind, very gentle kid but always his own person.”
On May 19th 1975, tragedy struck the Burton family when Cliff’s older brother Scott David Burton died as a result of a brain aneurysm. He passed away at 11:50 am, while en route to the hospital. He was just 16.
Jan Burton continues, “[Cliff] didn’t take music lessons until he was 13, after his brother died. He said to a couple of people, ‘I’m gonna be the best bassist for my brother.’”
Personally, I have no way of knowing, but I have often wondered if Cliff’s determination to carry the sound and look of 1970s rock into the mid-late eighties had something to do with honoring the memory of his deceased brother.
As a youngster, Cliff played Little League baseball for the Castro Valley Auto House team. He would go on to Earl Warren Junior High, and then to Castro Valley High. During his school and junior college, Cliff worked at an equipment rental yard in Castro Valley, called Castro Valley Rentals. There, he earned the name “cowboy”, for frequeltly wearing a straw cowboy hat!
One of Cliff’s co-workers named Sonny, a tall black man, recalls Cliff was youngest kid in the yard and was routinely teased about his long hair. He would reply that his hair would help make him money! He would play his “headbanger music,” and Sonny would say to him, “I’m black , I’m into soul.” Cliff would just say, “Check it out.” Sonny also said he never saw him angry, even when he would get teased. He never got even for any of it.
Bill and Hazel Banghart, Cliff’s supervisors at the yard, had fond memories of him also. Bill says, “Cliff was very unique, and a super employee. He was very well liked by all.” He told the following story with a chuckle. In the morning it was a routine thing for the employees at the yard to check the equipment and turn some of it on. One morning Cliff started all the yard’s lawnmowers at once. Someone found him facing the lawnmowers and waving his arms like a conductor in an orchestra!
Steve Doherty was Cliff’s bass teacher from September 1978 to January 1980. Steve introduced Cliff to styles ranging from classical to jazz. “He was a good student, very focused. He knew what he wanted. He was a kind of student who always came in with the lesson prepared, which is not all that common. We did a number of different rhythm studies. I can hear some of the odd metered rhythms we studied in his playings.” He went on to describe Cliff as a serious and quiet student. “I had many serious students, but Cliff had that rare inner drive to get out and do something about his music. I can’t take credit for that; it was already there even when I taught him”.
Cliff’s early dabblings in music included high school band EZ-Street, acid-rock jam band Agents of Misfortune featuring future Faith No More guitarist Jim Martin, and a stint with Bay Area rockers Trauma. He was recruited to join Metallica in late 1982 and the rest… is history.
An awesome music history excerpt. The late great Cliff Burton, missed by many. The tragedy is that many of us never even got to bask in his energy, we can only touch a faint trickle of it through his recordings and live footage. He’s a legend, for sure. There hasn’t been another quite like him since.
I’d say I’m in a healthy relationship with @espguitars. Ot you could call it a dangerous obsession, but whatever you call it, I love these guitars, through and through. Ever since I got to test drive my first ESP, I’ve been in love and haven’t really looked back. I’ve already got more axes in my sights and I’m planning for my next acquisition! #espguitars #englamps #kh502 #mh400nt #ninja600 #h308blks #eiihorizon3 #thatsnext