Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
 
Day: <span>May 1, 2002</span>

So on a whim tonight I recorded a bit of me playing (badly) one of the most beautiful folk songs I know, Shenandoah. The vanity! The hubris! Run for the hills, hide the children! Sorry about the ending, I got a finger misplaced somewhere and tried to make the best …

Ack! Yesterday I was tweaking the bridge screws on the melody side of #777 and I busted my fourth string. Argghh! My new strings haven’t gotten here yet so I am SOL until that happens. Hopefully I’ll get them by the end of the week. In the meantime I’m going …