At many points in my life I've debated picking up the guitar. I've always thought it would be awesome to be able to bust out a six string and entertain guests on the beach, or plug in and replicate some of the favorite riffs of my youth. Wouldn't that be cool?
Then reality smacks me upside the head. Specifically, the effort, and hours, it would take.
One of my friends brews beer. He spends hours, a couple weeks, to make a halfway decent batch. I've tried many; they're pretty good, though not great.
"Don't do it unless you love the process, man," he tells me.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because you can drive down to the local liquor store and buy something 3x better than you or I could make."
He's right of course.
The same words of wisdom apply to the guitar. I think about the amount of effort, and practice, hours upon hours, it would take to even muddle through a song. Is it worth it? Maybe? And then I think of this Japanese dude Satsuma, who exposes me to the futility of that dream. Look at this damn cover of Ratt's "Lay It Down." I'm in awe. This dude RIPS. So badass.
Check out his rendition of "Hellion/Electric Eye." I'm in awe of this guitar god. Stick around for the solo.
I can't even imagine the amount of practice that went into this.
So yeah, on second thought, I'll stick to watching Youtube, and dreaming of being a guitar god.