Having browsed the forum for a few months I thought I'd introduce myself, and give some background.
Real name Bryan Harris. Born in 1964, so yes, just turned 50.
First musical instrument was a Ukelele, bought for me when I was about 6, to stop me whining about my older sister having a guitar. Thing was, she was serious about learning, I was not. She got very good at classical and rhythm guitar, I learned to ride a bike and roller-skate.
1976 came along, and Pussycat hit "Number 1" with Mississippi. The opening was by some hairy guy on a weird guitar on legs. I wanted to be like him… a bit. Money was very tight. Mom and Dad worked long and hard, my sister had gotten better and better on guitar and at 16 was gigging in various trio's and duo's.
When I expressed an interest in playing "hawaiian guitar" they scraped up every penny to get me a beautiful Mother of Pearl Hofner Hawaiian Artist lap steel from a small music shop in Birmingham. I needed lessons… on everything including how to tune it!. The shop threw in a book, Country Dobro, which helped a bit, but I needed a teacher.
My sister was a regular student at the Birmingham Guitar School, and my Dad found out that a teacher there played steel guitar. And so I met Mel, the only name I remember him by. I had lessons on the lap steel for a few months, and then Mel left the school and went independent. OK, so lessons were now at his place in Kings Heath. WOW. In his teaching room was a Sho-Bud, D10, in sunburst orange. I wanted one of them!
As I said, money was tight, so after some enquiries a trip to Woodruff's was in order. Mick had found a Sho-Bud Maverick, great condition…£300! I had to trade my Hofner in and promise to wash up forever, and do my homework and practice the PSG a lot!
Perhaps I was too young, I don't know, but after about 6 months I sort of lost interest. I always struggled to understand music theory. People talk about 5ths and 7ths and relative this that and the other and it goes straight over my head. I think thats why I gave up. I could read 10 string tabs, worked my way through Winnie Winston's book (badly), even had a job offer over the phone once during a lesson (I was too busy with school stuff, and that came first - a pity, it could have been the making of me musically, or the breaking!). Mel had faith in me, but I was getting interested in other things, and had no focus. Pussycat didn't release another Mississippi, and PSG had gone from the airwaves. I stopped practicing, I had nothing to practice along with… we didn't even have a decent record player in the house. I needed a tape deck. Plus I never twigged about the relative positions you can play the same chord in… for that matter, I never really understood how a chord was made up, despite Mel's efforts… basically I faked it. So I quit… and regretted it ever since.
The Maverick was sold to fund a motorcycle. I went to University, Aston in B'Ham. While there I wandered down Snow Hill area one day, and came across a music shop with a lap steel in the window £20. Well I was a rich student now, (earning about £5 a day playing pinball - what do you mean - lectures?) so I bought it, and entered back into dobro land… well very occasionally, but at least I had a steel guitar of some sort. I did attend the big Woodruff's auction when they closed down, but the Springfield PSG's they had were all way over that. Even my own Maverick sold for more than I could afford.
And so nothing happened for many years. I dabbled with keyboards, which helped me visualise how chords are built up, but I played by ear and never knew what chord I was playing, still don't.
Then about 6 years ago I saw a clip of David Hartley playing Cold Cold Heart (just around the Nora Jones era) on Youtube. My fire was re-lit. I wanted to play again, but I was only 5 years married, busy with work, and struggling with a back injury that was getting worse. But I got the lap steel out again and had a play. I played along to my mp3's, but got frustrated at the tuning and lack of flexibility (no minors) and wanted to be able to change sting pitch like a pedal steel. Then I saw the Duesenberg Pomona. I bought one, a lot of money £800+. After 2 hours the first string broke, then another, then the replacements, and on it went. I looked into it… bad design. Great. Refund. Build my own. So I did, and it works, but it makes picking awkward, and it is still limiting, an 8 string would have been a better choice.
And so in 2009, I saw a PSG on eBay, looked OK and was assured it played OK…. it didn't. What a wreck. Returned. I wanted a proper PSG, not a student model as I now knew they had limitations. But the cost… I had the money, but how to justify spending so much on a thing I didn't even know if I would be able to play. The crunch came when I was forced into retirement with my back condition. Too knackered to work, too young to sleep my life away. But too wazzed on drugs half the time to do anything. But all the time in the world to learn PSG.
So I looked around and found a nice MCI D10, at Gerry Hogan's, for an OK price.
David Hartley had posted Cavatina on Youtube, and I decided to learn that as a starter, to get my brain around things again. And 18 months down the line I just about have it imprinted, but it taught me lots along the way. I'm still awful at playing it, my memory is affected by the meds I take, so I blank a lot. But I enjoy playing along to my music collection. I can nail a track's chords in seconds, and can spend happy hours picking away. I don't know what chords I am playing, it is still by ear, but what the hell.
I am going to try to learn music theory though, so when someone tells me a song is in F I know what chords to play (even if I can't remember where to play them). Annoyingly my brain is stuck in G major open tuning for dobro, C at 5, D at 7 etc and I can't seem to erase that and get into E mode, which really messes with my head. Sometimes I wish Id never seen a lap steel.
Other than that, my fingers are dead slow, a little arthritic, but really slow and uncoordinated, a by product of my meds again, so I am trapped into slow playing, no Speedy West stuff for me, I struggle with even simple licks. One day I will come to one of the gatherings, but I'm not sure I will play, I think I would be painful to listen to, then again, perhaps a knowledgeable audience would provide some helpful critique.
I have often wondered what ever happened to my former teacher, Mel. My Dad thinks it was short for Melvin. The only PSG Melvin I can find is Melvin Duffy, but I don't think he is old enough. The Mel I knew would be at least 60 now, I think. I can't remember what Mel looked like (I probably would if I saw him) but Mr Duffy didn't light up any bulbs in my head, so if anyone knows who this was I would be delighted to find out. He played other instruments, taught guitar in the 70's, and lived on Wheelers Lane (or it may have been his parents house) in Kings Heath, in Birmingham.
Anyway, thats me. Hopefully one day I will meet some of you, and we can talk cabinet drop and sweet tunings, the first of which should have been totally eliminated by now, why hasn't it?
Sorry, bit of a long post.
Sweet Pickings
Bryan
Oh, the Ukelele… yes I dabble at that too. And after 44 years, I'm still crap.





