Playing The Ebay Blues
When I listen to great live blues I swear I hear notes not in the intended key. They wail on and on deliberately gripping new parts of my soul. I listen in anguish mesmerized by the audacity of what I first perceived as horrible musical mistakes.
The author of these notes knows they’re not in any music book or riff he’s ever heard before. These notes are unique to this audience, night and particular song’s rendition.
The Musician up on stage is “playin the blues” not “practicing the blues”. When his soul starts throbbing out notes they’re not mistakes just individual contributions to the whole. These so called “misfit notes” are intentional and as important to his performance as his “learned notes”, maybe more important.
Maybe “misfit notes” ARE the definition of soul.
Is it possible we do ourselves a grave disservice when we “practice life” instead of “play life”? When we spend all our time looking for and identifying misfit notes, holding on to them and never letting go?
Maybe if we played instead of practiced life our “misfit notes” would go unnoticed and lead naturally to our “learned notes”.
When I get “ebay stuck” I play the blues in my head, let the misfit notes play themselves out and use them instead of wasting time and energy.
Start playing the ebay blues.
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