Last week, I changed my New Year’s resolution. I originally wanted to start crocheting so I could make hats like this, but I just couldn’t get myself super excited at the prospect. (Maybe because I can BUY them with one lazy click of my mouse!) (Wait, I don’t have a mouse. Whatever, look at how cute Wito looks!)
I still wanted to do something with my hands, in order to help pull me away from my computer. (Internet BAD, Music GOOD!) So, I decided to learn to play the guitar.
Now, I’m not a total stranger to musical instruments, as I kicked SOME TRI-STATE ASS with my clarinet as a young lady.
Jealous much? 9 years old under the influence of something. (Most likely, Benny Goodman.)
I also started flute lessons in my late twenties, and let me tell you, there is nothing more humbling than showing up in your $500 J. Crew suit after selling a trillion dollars worth of pharmaceuticals that day, only to be sandwiched in between two eight-year-olds with braces. (Keep rocking the flute, Brittany and Jessica! Drugs BAD, Music GOOD!)
However, I have absolutely NO experience with string instruments. But I’m ready! Bring on the blistered fingers and utter frustration!
(I am hoping that having an extremely gifted guitarist as a father might give me an edge. GENES, DON’T FAIL ME NOW.)
To put it simply, I love music. My family loves music, and Wito LOVES music. In fact, he experienced his first jam with my father over the holidays.
The kid has an affinity for Hammond organs, no?
After much discussion and searching with my father (who will now be called GURU Stu Tu), my first guitar arrived today.
Isn’t he handsome?
So, I’m asking the internet a favor. Check in on my progress once in awhile. Keep me in line. Hold me accountable. And especially, expect a nothing short of a fabulous recital next December when I participate in Neil’s 3rd Annual Christmahanukwanzaakah Online Holiday Concert. I guess I better start practicing.
WAIT! What should I name him? (He was made in Spain, maybe something Spanish?) Oh help me, wise friends.
whoorl
January 23, 2008 at 1:56 pmMan, Ramon is hard to beat.
I am, however, leaning towards a first, middle and last name. You know, when I’m super pissed and feel the need to really get my aggression out.
Jenny
January 23, 2008 at 2:02 pmI don’t know… maybe Rodrigo?
http://www.rodgab.com/watch.htm
Susan
January 23, 2008 at 2:06 pmPlease warn your dad that I may start showing up at his house for cocktail hour every once in a while. Since I know where it is and all.
Julie
January 23, 2008 at 2:19 pmHow about Ramon (seems to be a favorite) Javier (after that muy guapo Spanish actor Javier Bardem) Django (you gotta pay homage to Dad somewhere in the name)?
Ramon Javier Django.
Neil
January 23, 2008 at 2:29 pmDon Quixote — Because you have your own “Impossible Dream.”
From Man of La Mancha:
To dream … the impossible dream …
To fight … the unbeatable foe …
To bear … with unbearable sorrow …
To run … where the brave dare not go …
To right … the unrightable wrong …
To love … pure and chaste from afar …
To try … when your arms are too weary …
To reach … the unreachable star …
To play… WHOORL’S BRAND NEW GUITAR!
laura
January 23, 2008 at 2:38 pmi am partial to Guillermo.
what a gorgeous, sexy beast he is!
have fun!
lisa
January 23, 2008 at 2:44 pmnice new hobby! cant wait to hear the name…of said guitar YOU are a HERO!!! ;) looking forward to the concert in december…YOU will be a smashing hit!
Erin
January 23, 2008 at 3:06 pmMy suggestions: Esteban, Javi (short for Javier – the hottest Spanish man I met while living in Spain), or perhaps Angel?
gorillabuns
January 23, 2008 at 3:15 pmi vote for julio – only because i dated one in college.
don’t ask.
or fernando – “and his name was FERNANDO…” didn’t i sing this to you in a waiting room once?
brooke
January 23, 2008 at 4:20 pmyou should name him dominic. i have spanish cousin’s, and one of their names is dominic, and boy is he a dream.
Sharri
January 23, 2008 at 3:34 pmOh Ramon – said in that oh so Spanish way would be devine, I tell you! I love everyone’s ideas! And this boy needs many a middle name, I believe.
You rock out Whoorl! I took up cross stitch – a much less sexy hobby – but since I know how to play the guitar, piano, and knit – I wanted something that would produce immediate results. I am an impatient gal.
Oh Ramon! I can’t wait to see some videos of you and your mama rockin’ out!
Danielle
January 23, 2008 at 3:44 pmHey, is that Wito’s beer on top of the organ? Cute video of the jam session. Good luck with guitar lessons. For some reason I feel like I’m too old to learn something new.
kasia
January 23, 2008 at 3:45 pmOH PLEASE PAULO!!! I’ve always loved the name Paulo. It brings to mind a sexy man sweeping me off my feet and the only words I can muster are a whispered “Oh, Paulo.”
Wow, that’s like the picture on the front of a bad romance novel. (“El Mariachi de Amor”???) Only now he’s got a very handsome guitar slung over his shoulder.
Anyway, I vote for Paulo Ramon Guapito de la Guitarra.
erin rae
January 23, 2008 at 4:42 pmI, too, am a little disappointed that this isn’t about Guitar Hero. After playing classical guitar for 4 years in high school and being able to play some fantastic South American music, nothing makes me feel quite as bad ass as a little Guitar Hero. We have regular duels in our house….
My choice for the name:
Ramon Jesus Del Toro
jonb
January 23, 2008 at 4:44 pmHe looks like Raúl, to me…Raúl Antonio Sanchez
By the way, Here’s an example of flute AND drugs (methamphetamines, of some sort, I’m guessing).
Good luck! Can’t wait to hear your rendition of ‘Romanza’.