{"id":22810,"date":"2026-01-09T09:41:35","date_gmt":"2026-01-09T15:41:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=22810"},"modified":"2026-01-09T09:41:35","modified_gmt":"2026-01-09T15:41:35","slug":"too-many-strings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2026\/01\/09\/too-many-strings\/","title":{"rendered":"Too Many Strings"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>To celebrate almost a year of guitar playing and 100 songs learned, I wanted to make a post on why I love guitar so much. Just about everyone in this class has probably seen me around campus playing guitar with a group of people. Music seems to bring a small crowd wherever it is, and I enjoy that aspect of the instrument. As I&#8217;m typing this, there are guitar tabs open on a different window haha!!<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"934\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/me-playing-guitar-1024x934.jpeg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-22814\" style=\"width:367px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/me-playing-guitar-1024x934.jpeg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/me-playing-guitar-300x274.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/me-playing-guitar-768x700.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/me-playing-guitar.jpeg 1169w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 1362px) 62vw, 840px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Me Playing Guitar Outside<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignright size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"861\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Three-Guitars-861x1024.jpeg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-22816\" style=\"width:332px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Three-Guitars-861x1024.jpeg 861w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Three-Guitars-252x300.jpeg 252w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Three-Guitars-768x914.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Three-Guitars.jpeg 1170w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 1362px) 62vw, 840px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Taylor, Taylor GS Mini, Fender (i think)<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"776\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Guitars-and-Banjitar-1-776x1024.jpeg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-22817\" style=\"width:368px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Guitars-and-Banjitar-1-776x1024.jpeg 776w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Guitars-and-Banjitar-1-227x300.jpeg 227w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Guitars-and-Banjitar-1-768x1013.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Guitars-and-Banjitar-1-1165x1536.jpeg 1165w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/Guitars-and-Banjitar-1.jpeg 1170w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 984px) 61vw, (max-width: 1362px) 45vw, 600px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Banjo-like Guitar, 12-String Taylor, Yamaha<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<p>I&#8217;ve been playing guitar since January of last year. I was grounded for a few weeks because I hadn&#8217;t completed an assignment and it tanked my grades a bit. I decided to take the time I had and put it into something that I had been interested in doing since I was very little. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\">  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There&#8217;s an episode of <em>It&#8217;s Always Sunny in Philadelphia <\/em>where the gang ends up going to a music store. Charlie sits down at the piano and without having played one somehow understands the process saying, &#8220;I don&#8217;t really know, man. I just get keys.&#8221; That&#8217;s how I was when I took to the strings of my brothers Taylor GS Mini, which was later given to me in a series of hand-me-downs. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>   <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After learning a few songs and getting un-grounded, my dad started telling me about the many guitars that I had grown up around. Pictured to the left is a banjo that was built like a guitar so my dad would have an easier time learning how to play it. The guitar at the bottom was my grandfather&#8217;s. He didn&#8217;t play it as much, so he gave it to my dad. I&#8217;m not a fan of it though, the action is too high (meaning that the strings are high above the neck of the guitar) and it hurts my hands. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>   <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\"> Most of the music I learned was alone during the beginning of the year. I didn&#8217;t know many other people who were interested in guitar, and none of my friends lived near me. I was self taught and used it as a way to calm myself or maybe just stop myself from being so bored. My parents love to hear me play, but having such a small audience made it difficult for me to push myself when it came to new songs or new techniques. I would stick to my comfort level and never move past it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In march of last year, I auditioned to attend here at MSA just like the rest of you did. There I met Sarah and CJ. CJ wanted to start a band with the three of us plus David and my friend Em. Though this didn&#8217;t work out in the end, CJ brought back my passion to play guitar and learn more music. During orientation week, we spent a lot of time in the lounge playing guitar together. I was pushed by my peers to listen to music by artist I didn&#8217;t hear much of in my own playlists and play more complicated things. People sat and listened to us play, and really it brought me a type of happiness I hadn&#8217;t felt much. Maybe it was a bit prideful, or maybe it just felt good to make people smile when they heard music they liked. Whatever made be feel that specific type of happiness, I can thank guitar for it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I&#8217;m getting closer to the word limit so I think it&#8217;s time for me to cut this. Now, just because I know 100 songs doesn&#8217;t mean I&#8217;m good at all of them. Some I&#8217;m still learning, and others I&#8217;m just REALLY rusty on. I think I&#8217;m going to start playing in the lounge and on the patio if possible. I miss playing around people!!!! Okay, that&#8217;s enough for now. ByeBye!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>To celebrate almost a year of guitar playing and 100 songs learned, I wanted to make a post on why I love guitar so much. Just about everyone in this class has probably seen me around campus playing guitar with a group of people. Music seems to bring a small crowd wherever it is, and &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2026\/01\/09\/too-many-strings\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Too Many Strings&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":111,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22810"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/111"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22810"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22810\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22825,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22810\/revisions\/22825"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22810"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22810"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22810"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}