I had an AMAZING session with Anne the mandolin teacher last night, and I think it is possible I may learn to read music before the end of my sorryass life. She says she will take it as slow as it needs to be; after forcing me to do sight reading we relax with me playing rhythm mandolin while I learn new tunes – in different time signatures, even!
She also wants to move lessons to Friday nights, and I’m good to go with that; I always seem to end up doing my heavy drinking on Saturdays and weeknights. Specially Tuesdays and Thursdays. Dunno why that always happens.
