My father had slowed down playing a little... I was 'round 10 or 12 years old. Every time he put his guitar down, I pick it up.
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I've been playing a guitar since I was 10 years old.
I did pick up a guitar once, but the strings hurt my fingers so I put it down again.
I got my first guitar at age of 7 and never laid it down. Momma taught me G, C, and D. I was off to the races son!
My dad always played a lot of music, so I heard him playing all the time, and then I decided that I wanted to learn to play guitar, so I got an acoustic and started taking lessons. I wanted to be able to shred like Yngwie Malmsteen.
I didn't touch a guitar until I was 20.
I picked Dad's guitar up when I was 8. It hurt to play, so I put it down and picked it back up when I was 15 and dug in. The guitar helped me come out of my shell and kind of gave me an identity at school.
My dad bought me a guitar when I was very young, and I never looked back.
When I was 15, I begged my grandfather to give me this guitar he'd always had in the back of his closet. I promised him I'd learn to play it, but I never did. Then my grandfather died, and I felt so guilty. So I started playing.
My father was a guitar player, and I was raised with a super high standard of what good guitar playing was.
Yeah, my dad bought me a guitar when I was like 10, and I didn't really want it then.