Hi!

This afternoon I am going to talk about my first guitar. When I turned 13, my parents gave to me an electric guitar. I was very happy, because I wanted to learn to play guitar very much since I was 6 years old, so my dream began to achieve. My first tries  to play guitar were very funny, I had not any idea about how to play and guitar was very out of tune. Anyway I try to learn for myself watching youtube videos or visiting guitar foros or guitar websites. Once I was learning to do string bendings and I broke a string for first time (it was a terrible moment, it happened just a week  after gave it to me  jaja). In spite of that, I carried on my tries and after a while  I broke the fourth string. It was a tragicomic moment.

I think that I liked that present in that moment because of one reason. As I wrote upper, I wanted to learn to play guitar since I was 6. My father is a person who listen very different kinds of music. Chilean music, rock, electronic music, pop, ballads, cumbia, “cebolla” music, in short I listened and  I knew a lot of songs and bands when I was a child. And my first favourite band was Los Prisioneros, so I wanted to play their songs. Now, I remeber my first guitar because to learn to play guitar fills me very much. It was one of best things that could happened to me. I don’t remember my first guitar because I have any special feelings towards the instrument, after  years and when I could save the sufficent money, I sold it to a friend to buy a new guitar.

That’s all, folks!