The new John Watt

[John Watt]

This is busting loose for me, and very unexpectedly.
Everyone is talking to me about this amphitheatre performance,
everyone being happy I'm happy and playing guitar, nothing political.
Everyone is talking about how much I played and how fast my fingers are. Yeah!
I've been asked to join one band, jam with another, and rehearse with two singer-songwriters.
Being offered a Saturday night at an uptown bar-restaurant made me feel serious,
so I bought a used, made in Mexico Fender Stratocaster, looking new, for $129.95, plus taxes.

This is strange, playing a small-scale Stratocaster that now feels like a small acoustic to me.
The low price is a result of the tremolo arm being bent with threads stripped,
what happens when you buy an "unfinished" Strat without adding an interior wood block,
or setting up the string and spring action, properly.
I can trade it in for full value against any other items in the store, a nice deal for me.
But that means I have to stop playing it and finish my semi-solid-body, as I'm trying to do.

Playing this Strat is setting me up for my semi-solid-body when it's finished,
a full and easily accessed two octaves, with extra octave notes, two for the high e string.
Uh, new music? It can be more than just possible with new notes, and sounds.
I just want to use them in a dramatic and musically contextual way, historic even.

[John Watt]

Maybe I should introduce myself as a new member, because I'm feeling like one.
I've been avoiding a lot of media and inner city life for a long time now, over a decade,
getting into long distance bike-hikes and being self-employed, as well as being a protest mayoral candidate.
Now that I'm walking around with a guitar, most people are saying I'm famous already as John Watt,
and I should cash in on this publicity by playing guitar. The local cable provider said they'd cover me.
I know all this is happening because I'm living it, and I woke up happy a couple of weeks ago,
and it hasn't gone away. My brain healed. No more anger or frustration. But that's not the new me.

Not playing in bands for over eight years, my electric guitar in pieces, making bodies, inventing,
took me away from my musical heart, relaxing it, opening it, soaking up sounds, and the sounds of nature.
Replacing my rosewood fretboard with an ebony fingerboard and a custom designed two octave scale,
with extra octave notes above the pickups, is a new musical experience just waiting to happen.
But that's not what's making me a new player now.

And Magle.dk, posting and reading here, has influenced me, taking me beyond the musician I am.
Using online references and online attitudes in real life is bringing out the Watts in me,
even if I see our world as being overly involved with electricity, to the detriment of society.

No, I'm not going to come to your home town and stand onstage yelling the name out loud,
promoting a sex and drugs lifestyle, or looking like I'm surviving one while playing songs you already like.
Making new statements about life on earth, with everyone else gaining a global attitude through online,
riffing off American C.I.A. spy technology, are new themes about life on earth.
Being worried about your health, with foods and pollution, and new local grow themes are new too.
So I can see a fulfilling collection of songs and instrumentals that represents the new millennium.

I can also see the need for someone to write a new Biblical testament called The Book of The Second Millennium.
Soon to be a song coming to your home town.
Please listen for the "B" side, a tone poem titled "Professor Marshall McCluhan's Global Village People",
soon to include you. Reading his books would be the best start,
and far more than anything you'll ever get from me.

[Corno Dolce]

Maybe I should introduce myself as a new member, because I'm feeling like one.
I've been avoiding a lot of media and inner city life for a long time now, over a decade,
getting into long distance bike-hikes and being self-employed, as well as being a protest mayoral candidate.
Now that I'm walking around with a guitar, most people are saying I'm famous already as John Watt,
and I should cash in on this publicity by playing guitar. The local cable provider said they'd cover me.
I know all this is happening because I'm living it, and I woke up happy a couple of weeks ago,
and it hasn't gone away. My brain healed. No more anger or frustration. But that's not the new me.

Not playing in bands for over eight years, my electric guitar in pieces, making bodies, inventing,
took me away from my musical heart, relaxing it, opening it, soaking up sounds, and the sounds of nature.
Replacing my rosewood fretboard with an ebony fingerboard and a custom designed two octave scale,
with extra octave notes above the pickups, is a new musical experience just waiting to happen.
But that's not what's making me a new player now.

And Magle.dk, posting and reading here, has influenced me, taking me beyond the musician I am.
Using online references and online attitudes in real life is bringing out the Watts in me,
even if I see our world as being overly involved with electricity, to the detriment of society.

No, I'm not going to come to your home town and stand onstage yelling the name out loud,
promoting a sex and drugs lifestyle, or looking like I'm surviving one while playing songs you already like.
Making new statements about life on earth, with everyone else gaining a global attitude through online,
riffing off American C.I.A. spy technology, are new themes about life on earth.
Being worried about your health, with foods and pollution, and new local grow themes are new too.
So I can see a fulfilling collection of songs and instrumentals that represents the new millennium.

I can also see the need for someone to write a new Biblical testament called The Book of The Second Millennium.
Soon to be a song coming to your home town.
Please listen for the "B" side, a tone poem titled "Professor Marshall McCluhan's Global Village People",
soon to include you. Reading his books would be the best start,
and far more than anything you'll ever get from me.

Go for it, Dude.............

[marval]

Hello to the John Watt, good luck in all you do.


Margaret

[JHC]

The new John Watt

But the same avatar?????

[John Watt]

Thank you, Corno Dolce, for saying "go for it Dude". I won't be rude, my effrontry from a different country.

Margaret! Thanks for the welcome, even if my heart is in vanilla milkshakes with extra vanilla.
And that's the only vanilla I'll admit to. Remember "The Average White Band", more Scotsmen, who did that already.
And they advertised themselves in song as being willing to change horses in the middle of the stream.
It should have been "willing to leave the highlands to rock the loch, Loch Lomand to Loch Womand.

JHC! If you knew what it took to make the avatar I'm using now,
the double-bed sized Jimi Hendrix promotional graphics, the fifth semi-solid-body I built that worked, and my first camera,
you'd know it's going to take my new guitar and another equally Jimi graphic, which I have, before I put that together.
But my resurfacing as a guitarist is still propelling me more than my own ambitions.
A local store owner offered me a deal on a better electric guitar, one I'd be willing to keep and make more left-handed.
That would be a beater and back-up guitar, something I've never had, only ever having my one instrument,
with parts going back to my '64 Strat, with my 1972 custom ordered, left-handed Fender Stratocaster tremolo unit.

Uh-oh! I'm also starting to type more about it than work on it.

As for avatar trivia, it was ancient Indians in India who called gods from their Pantheon of Gods, avatars,
what Jimi Hendrix featured for his second, double-folding-out album.
Take a hit of that red dot between your eyes!

[John Watt]

Yeah, I'm just typing to say I'm upgrading already, a local store owner offering me a deal on a better electric.
I was just using an offshore Fender Strat that I can trade back in for equal value at the store I bought it,
but another store owner is offering me a better version for a sale price, a guitar I'd keep and make more left-handed,
just as a beater and back-up. I've always had my one instrument, parts going back to my '64 Fender Stratocaster.

That's not becoming more symphonic-electric, not with that guitar, but it's nice to feel like I'm moving up,
and feeling good enough to add a new verse to "While My Guitar Gently Weeps". You can too.

"I look at you all, and I see you defragmenting,
while your computer never sleeps.
For every pixel, I'm sure you upgrade firewalls,
as that virus and malware slowly creeps.

I don't know why, I eye I, more than the real whirled,
they got me promoting myself.
I don't see how, how now knows, the screen is wanting,
wanting you to feed it more than yourself."

For every font, there is upper and lower case,
while my guitar gently weeps.
I look at it all, and I see it needs keeping,
that's not a Marshall amp, that is beeping,
while my guitar goes to sleep, yeah, and you're on standby!

[JHC]

jimi hendrix, whoes dat??

[teddy]

John
Good to hear that things are falling into place for you. I wish you every success and look forward to you posting some of your music.

teddy

[John Watt]

teddy! "Falling into place" is a good description.
I've never even thought of my previous musical career as a skill, but it's there still.

It certainly is wonderful to find new musical inspirations and a better instrument at the age of 61.
I'm working hard to put it all together, without being delusional about it.
What could be good for me would be some of my songs getting out there.

"Dreams are in my heart, and dreams are where it starts, with you.
The dreams that are in control, are the dreams that are in my soul, about you."

I can't punch a clock for a payday, but I'm strapping on my guitar every day in every way.

[John Watt]

Part of who I am is always confrontational, thinking life should be better for everyone.
I've been criticized for using the word "effendi", talking with Middle East sign customers,
saying we are effendis, just being friendly.
But a Lebanese man said no, an effendi isn't friends or family,
but what they called themselves as a collective, survivors of British attacks, driven into the desert.

Maybe what I can be online, as an eternal seeker, can be seen as being offendi.
Sometimes.

Hey! Another first for Magle.dk.