This week I'm blogging in hot on the topic of privacy. This is important when y’all are playing guitars like me. Now, I’m not much of a songwriter, but when I’m playing and singing, it’s difficult to follow through without a little bit of privacy. It’s kind of interesting to me where the meekness comes from, but it’s just about the same anywhere you go. Playing guitar is one thing, but when someone starts singing, the atmosphere changes. This change is amplified tenfold when your audience is female. If you mess up, you may just wish you had a little more time in private to practice. Thankfully, I'm not making music for the ladies anyway.
Privacy is not quite as important to me regarding guitar as it is to my lesser known talent, if I may call it that. Beatboxing, yo! I can almost guarantee everyone reading this acts differently when they are completely alone (and out of earshot.) Sometimes when someone leaves, your brain just kind of goes, “YES! I GET TO BE WEIRD NOW.” And beatboxing is that kind of weird I don’t necessarily want everyone listening in on, because yes, sometimes these sounds are quite silly to an untrained ear. It’s the instrument I can always practice, because everywhere I go, my mouth follows.
Call it a fisherman’s tale sort of scenario, but I’m not lying when I say my best beatboxes are done when I’m the only one hearing them. A good portion of those seshes are spent within the wonderful acoustic range that is my shower. Privacy can be bittersweet. It leaves you time to yourself, but the time you spend on yourself may not be able escape the very privacy your skills were planted in. Soon enough I’ll post a sound clip or something. I need to just bug my apartment so I can record all these sounds I find difficult to recreate in front of a microphone. But for now, if you don’t mind, I’d like some privacy, alright Weebly?