Ella started guitar lessons last year at the music store down the street. Once a week, and she’s been pretty good about practicing a little bit many days. She’s not a prodigy, but she’s clearly getting better.
Better enough so that a couple days ago she was playing a new song her teacher taught her. I was reading something while she did this, half listening because I’m a bad person. But after hearing a couple measures I perked up. “Wait a second, that’s the White Stripes!”
She said, “No, it’s Seven Nation Army.”
“Maybe that’s the name of the song…?” I said, a little jazzed I recognized a song without prompting. A quick Youtube showed we were both right (of course). She beamed that I recognized it – this is a big thing, she quizzes us all the time and it’s a little bit more pressure than it sounds – then kept practicing the handful of measures she’d learned.
Empire has a neat program called Rock U where kids come together to form a band, learn a few songs, and perform a concert at the Hard Rock Cafe in Station Square. Ella’s playing with three other girls about her age, and the store is letting her borrow an electric guitar for practices and the show. It’s a good deal for them because if she sticks with it we’ll almost certainly buy one (and an amp) from them.
Anyway, this whole thing is pretty awesome for a few reasons:
We’re looking forward to the show, and of the pictures of her rocking an electric and joyously making some amazing noise.