Thursday, March 27, 2014

CP Awareness Month

March in Cerebral Palsy Awareness Month. In a weak attempt to acknowledge my ascribed status [not in the mood to go into it, just Google it] I am making this post [and hopefully posting it before April].  

A statement that always grates on me is "I hope they find a cure for CP". Beyond the fact that the more likely path is that science will stop kids from getting CP (and leave those who have it to just have it [me] will just die out) if I was given a cure I'm not sure I'd know how to function. People see my limp, they don't know that my eyelids are uneven, that I burn energy like I'm running 24/7, that almost everything that my nervous system touches is effected. And it's been effected since I was born, and this is my normal. Imagine that people randomly started telling you, don't chew food correctly [I'm just going to apologize now for that one person who has been told/has difficultly chewing/whatever and finds this analogy offensive.] you thought you were chewing along just fine, but you give it a try. You find it takes you longer to eat, and you're generally uncomfortable, and it's mainly to make others around feel more comfortable. You don't see the worth in it, why bother? [FYI doing stuff solely to make others comfortable sucks.]

Now how this imaginary cure business would affect my bass playing: Tone is in your fingers, or as I'm inclined to believe, your nervous system. With a cure I'd lose my tone, because the way I move upset others. Yes, my CP wears on my joints, but no cure will take away the damage that has been done. In the end I'm happy with my body, others will have to look at it for a moment, but it's the only body I have for life.

[This is only my thoughts, as someone with mild CP. If you want to know what someone else with CP thinks, ask them. Not their caregiver, them.]       

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Types of songs

The recharged mp3 player is bring me face to face with my tween music taste, and I have to say I had good taste.

It's surprising considering all the stupidness one accomplishes during the middle school years [ages 11-13] that I can point to either really good [read understanding my teenage angst] lyrics or rather complicated basslines.    

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Bass vs Vocals

While using the mp3 player I've found that I prefer to play over the lyrics. There could be loads of reason why, I know the lyrics of the songs best [that's what I get for speaking English fluently] or they are just easier to play over, compared to the other instruments.

Either way, it's something I'll have to get over. But it's so fun to play like that, it can't be totally harmful to play like that for a little bit... 

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Power Cords

[That is a misleading title.] My headphones came with a double jack ended cord. My amp has the ability to act as an amp and mp3 player speaker at the same time. Sadly I can not use my mp3 player and my headphones at the same time, so it will be a treat. More on what I'm learning from this new tool is coming later. 

Tuesday, March 4, 2014


An epic arctic cold is gripping my region, and my basses are reacting as I expected. What I didn't count on is the roundwounds ripping up my fingers. No matter how often I reiterate the effects of weather on materials to myself [and the great internet] I still find myself surprised by the results.

I've called roundwounds cheese graters before [somewhere, I'm too lazy, take my word for it] but now I'm wondering if I'm biased by the cold weather. Cold makes your skin dry and flaky [or maybe it's the dry air making your skin dry...] so maybe I should give them another go in the summer.    

Sunday, March 2, 2014


My metronome has dropped off the face of the earth, I thought I had set it up on my amp, and it might of tumbled backwards, but I looked behind said amp, and no luck. It seems that the metronome is just as trilled with practicing as I am. But it's not in any of my other places for music stuff [and I have a grand total of two].

I also learned that I should not mindlessly reach behind my amp while holding Igor. My knee is not enough to hold Igor upright.