Author: NotahEuthymia

I remember the first time I held an electric guitar. I was twelve years old, staring at a…

I remember the first time my nephew told me he wanted to “rock out.” He was six years…

There is a specific kind of magic that happens when a child first expresses an interest in making…

We have all been there—that moment when the itch to play music becomes an undeniable urge. You see…

I remember the first time I felt the urge to play the electric guitar. It wasn’t just about…

I remember the day I decided to finally transition from an air guitar to the real thing. The…

I remember the frustration of my first guitar purchase vividly. I spent weeks saving up, only to end…

I remember the day I decided to pick up an electric guitar. The excitement was quickly replaced by…

I remember the day I decided to finally learn the electric guitar. Like many beginners, I was immediately…

I still remember the frustration of my first guitar—a nameless, heavy block of wood with strings so high…