One More Lesson and You’re Basically Hendrix
I’ve been a guitar teacher for quite a while and when this infernal internet all kicked off and you had to actually dial a phone number to get into it and trying to get smooth video was like sucking a golf ball down a hose pipe, I wasn’t too worried about it, however as the years rolled on and Youtube got bigger I saw all these guitar teachers on there all touting their wares and I started to get worried, I saw a future for myself stacking shelves at Aldi possibly, but now as I write this in 2025 I chuckle to myself at my naivety because there’s just so damn much of the stuff, all of varying qualities, all saying contradictory things…where the Hell do you start?
Fortunately, I obviously have the benefit of oversight, hindsight and every other sight but the new student unfortunately only needs foresight, and that I’m afraid is at this time, impossible. So what is the aspiring guitar student to to do?
At this point I step confidently two paces forward and straighten my metaphorical tie while quietly clearing my throat a little. ‘Allow me’ I say.
