My love affair with string music started about 70 years ago with a ukulele gift. Now, at 81 years old, I find that playing the guitar is a critically important part of my brain-health strategy. Therefore, Geoff Edgers’s June 25 Arts & Style article “Why my guitar gently weeps” struck a note with me.
The guitar, with its inherent majesty and diverse configurations, is going to hold its own, undiminished with a certain segment of humanity.
If there are any problems, they are: more automated manufacturing, cheap imports, cellphones, video games and sophisticated music easily available on cellphones. Simply, traditional supply exceeds changing demand. Having more guitar heroes will not create the market demand required by the manufacturers and retailers. If the guitar has reason to weep, it is because modern electronic configurations permit a person to make a whole host of bizarre noises rather than create truly beautiful music.
My personal challenge is to learn more melodies and songs, to play them accurately and with true beauty. That is what gives me the emotional joy from holding and caressing such a fantastic instrument. I think that is what gives the music within my guitar its own joy. I hope my guitar is not weeping.
Charles D. Webb, Arlington