Me: So, how do I play the g chord?
John: Well, how do you think you should play the g chord?
Me: Well, I DON"T KNOW. That's why I'm asking YOU.
(Yeah I know, I was a pain)
To make matters worse, I refused to chop my nails off. Despite these setbacks, John still managed to teach me Amazing Grace, which I see now was fitting. Now that I'm a little older and much more patient, I decided to give it another whirl. We started off much the same as before, with John talking WAAAAY over my head. It took a while, but I finally convinced him that I was not the musical genius that he thought I was. He got out a crayon and drew some guitar tablature to teach me the g chord and c chord.
A dozen questions later, and I finally understood how this trixy tablature related to the actual strings on my guitar. Poor John. However, my new found patience(and his) helped a lot and I can now play 2 chords on the g-tar. Yee Haw!
I even got out the nail clippers and chopped my nails off. Long nails are only good for scratching backs anyway, so I will not miss them. I must say though, my fingertips were a little sore from the tight guitar strings. John says it will take some time for them to toughen up. So, guitars hurt your fingers, drums hurt everyone else's ears and horns involve way too much spit. The piano is the only instrument that does not seem to inflict pain or gross-ness. With my 2 chords, I can now play row-row-row-your boat. My goal is to eventually play Edelweiss and Princess Bride's Storybook Love. My little buddies are happy that I can play with them.