Thank you all, all my favs left me notes with simular reaction to what I had to the date and the next day's email. Somewhere out there a lady will hopefully love me for me. ... someday.
A totally side note, an on line friend needed people to join her NFL fantasy league. I told her I would ask ppl on here. so if anyone would like to join a 12 team, live-automatic nfl draft-league. let me know. (I doubt, but being a good friend)
The poem is long, so if you need to read it in two or three sittings, I will understand.
Once again, thank you all for being great on line friends to me.
My First guitar
6-18-09
Jonathan
I remember when I got my first guitar
I was praying to god and wishing on a lucky star
It was my birthday
I just knew this would be the day, I could not wait to play
My parents handed me a small box
I was disappointed, I was thinking I got some rocks
It was even too small to be a video game
What ever it is, I wont be happy, but I’ll have to reframe
I ripped off the paper
I was happy and confused
It was picks for a guitar, but no guitar to use?
My mom said, “you don’t look happy?”
“If I had something to use these with, I would be”
My parents look rejected, I didn’t know what to say
I went to my room, I felt bad, but all I want to do is play
a shiny new guitar with 6 strings sat on my bed
I was so excited I just screamed! thoughts were racing through my head.
I ran to it and held it in my arms
I gave it a name, my lucky charm
The smooth wood with a shiny gloss
The strings were tight, I could get lost
Pulling out a pick from the box, I played some strings
I heard my mom say, “that’s his thing”
Every day I would come home from school and play
Hours and hours every day
I got some music books
Learned to play “wanted dead or alive” I was hooked.
I learned to write music
MAAAAAAN was I sick
If I don’t say so myself
I had real dreams playing for wealth
I saw an add in a local newspaper for a music talent show
First prize was $1000, I had to go
I sent an email with my information
Holding my baby, hopefully we’ll get reservation
The next few days I was feeling ancy
I didn’t hear back, maybe they are just teasing me
The week end past, writing a few more songs
Mid-morning, I brought in the mail because my parents were gone
Going through it all, it was mostly bills
No mail for me, I felt ill
I gave up, thinking I shouldn’t work so hard
I realized on the floor was a post card
Picking it up, thinking nothing of it
Turning it over, there was a picture of the club.
My heart started pounding hard, it was going “lubdub, lubdub”
I turned it over with shaking hands
I think to myself, this is going to be grand
You have been invited to perform this Saturday night
Bring all your own gear, so you know it will be right
You can invite 2 guest, but at least one must be over 18
Arrive prior to 6pm, the password is green
I had to reread it, line by line
I could not believe it, this was my time
I have to call Billy, Bob and Mike
This can’t be right
I called my parents at work, they were both excited for me
I put the letter in my desk
I’ll ask my parents later if they want to be my guest
The week went by slow
My parents said they would go
I never thought about what I would wear
Or how I wanted to wear my hair
I was trying to narrow down the songs I would play
Black cat on 4th of July, Sitting at the bar with uncle Ray
Maybe the lonely guitar or the six strings
The door bell rings
The Day was finally here
I can’t wait to get on stage, I have no fear
I had my clothes laid out
All the girls are gonna shout
I got black leather pants, a matching vest
A silver shirt, I am going to be the best
Playing my gig one last time before my dad helps me pack
The first song will be man in black
It is heavy and loud
I feel proud.
The second song is this one called
Watching myself fall
It is depressing and tells a story
About a kid who tries in school, but fails in history
The last one will be a real surprise
I am sure it will leave my parents with wide eyes
It is called “thank you mom and thank you dad”
It is soft, I hope it will make them glad
I only have another hour
I go and take a shower
I shave and get dress
Packing up my guitar, is all I got left
I call my dad up stairs to give me a hand
My father says, “when I was a kid, I could only pretend to be in a band”.
We got to the club and went to the door
I gave the postcard to the man and told him the password
He stamped my parent’s hands and we go in
Others had complete bands, not so sure if I am going to win
My stage number is 3
I’ll go on from 8 o’clock to 8;30
The stage director asks my parents to leave
My mom gives me a hug and wishes me good luck, my dad gives me a hug too, saying “believe”
The crowd was filling in, it was getting noisy
Trying to keep my self calm, I was singing songs by Bon Jovi
Walking over to the water cooler, my mouth is dry
I was singing “the fire inside”
The stage director wants our attention
He goes over the final directions
Reminding us how to hook up our equipment
It’s all simple elements
Putting my hands in my pockets, making sure I have extra picks
When I get on stage, I just hope everything clicks
The host for the night thanks the crowd for coming
(my heart is running)
He says that we have a wonderful show for you tonight
(my head is feeling light)
Since I am not what you came to see
(come on, breathe)
I give you the first of our 10 acts
(oh, please don’t crack)
Here is, THE SEX TOYS!
(Oh boy)
The crowd goes wild
That will be me in a while
I hope they will like me
I Have to wait and see
Hey man, what’s up?
I look up
A tall guy with long hair
He says his name is big bear
My name is Mike, I shook his hand
He asked me the name of my band.
I told him I am a solo artist, I play a guitar
I call myself the wanna be, hope I’ll go far
He says, good luck kid
I said thanks, same to you, The second band was on, I looked at the grid
I walk over to my lucky charm
Holding it in my arms
I take some deep breath and close my eyes
Relaxing my body, I release a deep sigh
I vision myself in front of my friends and family
Whether I do good or bad, they will still love me
A loud cheer brings me back to reality
Hearing my father say “I believe”
Remembering what he said earlier in the day to me
About how he never got the opportunity
I am going to do great
I better hurry up now, so I am not late
Taking my guitar, amp and the wires
My heart is pounding with desire
Trucking it through the first curtain
The stage manager asks if I need anything
I ask him where do I put the guitar case
He said he’ll put it in a place
I set everything up, and take out a pick
String a few cords, than turn on the mic
The lights go down
I can’t hear any sound
I don’t feel anything, I am numb
The curtain open, and I see my mom
Everyone is cheering, they are cheering for me!
I can’t believe this I feel so calm, Is it really me?
I am playing a Bon Jovi song, that wasn’t in the card
Oh well, My act I disregard
I play a collage of Bon Jovi songs
Trying to time it in my head, it can’t be too long
The crowd is cheering and some are singing
I than move on to my own thing
Picking up the speed and intensity
Looking around, seeing a young girl who looks so pretty
Playing A Man In Black
Hope my voice doesn’t crack
It is heavy and takes a lot out of me
But it makes me feel so free
I start the next song by telling about my 10th birthday
Thank you mom and thank you dad, I wrote a song because I didn’t know what to say
Thank you mom and thank you dad for this guitar
I hope someday to get really far
Tour the country and make some money
Hopefully someday find me a sweet honey
Take care of my family
So they can live comfortably
I looked over at them
I know I can be a problem
My guitar and I can be loud
But Right now, my mom and dad look proud
I finish up the song
I have to quickly undo my equipment so the night can move on
The curtain closes, The crowd cheers
It feels so right, I hope this will be my career
Now it’s time to sit around and listen to the others
Big bear comes over to me and says “congratulation my brother”
I thank him, ask him what’s his number
He says that he has 5, he’ll be coming up next
He then asked me a question that left me a bit perplex
He says that he thinks I am really good
I am in a band that doesn’t have a great guitarist, Was wondering if you would
He saw the mix emotions on my face
You don’t have to give me an answer yet, but we could use an ace
He scribbled down his name and number on some paper and handed it to me
He had to go get ready for his ditty
The next few hours went by slow
I had no where to go
I was just sitting, listening to the music
Strumming some strings with my pick
There were some pretty good bands
No way I would make the top 3, I was damned
Oh well, it was a good experience
I did my best, I gave myself a chance
The night was drawing to a close as the last band was getting off the stage
The director said the bands all did well, it was hard to gage
Someone had to win so we’ll start with the 3rd place
It goes to, Face To Face!
Congratulations and thank you for putting on a great show
The band went up, they acted like they were pros
They just went up and got their prize
I would be excited with wide eyes
Second place goes to: Big Bear and his Cubs!
They were jumping around like they’re in a club
I was excited for them too
I could be a part of that if I choose
They were congratulated and given their check, you’d think they won first place
They ran back stage like it was a race
They were still jumping around
They were also making some funny sounds
The director thanked everyone for coming tonight
The winner is a young star who was creative and is bright
The winner of this year’s rock and roll talent show, is THE WANT TO BE!
Wait, that’s! me!
The place went crazy
I felt like I was floating
To the stage, I was going
I just, I don’t know
I could hear and see and feel everything, but it just all flowed
He handed me a folder with a picture of me from the show
It was all so surreal
I shook the man’s hand and thanked him. I just cant explain how I feel.
I looked out into the crowd
Waving the folder at my parents, I know they are proud
I got back stage and there was Big Bear
He was the first to congratulate me there
I thanked him and not too long
My parents came along
I could tell my mom was crying
Dad asks if I want ice cream, he says he’s buying
I said I would love that
Maybe I’ll get cherry ice cream in a baseball hat
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