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🎸 Coming Back to Life on Guitar Seshions

It’s been 13 years since I last played a lick on this guitar. Thirteen years since my fingers walked these frets, since I spoke the language of music fluently.

But now… I’m picking it back up.

I’m digging into the old lessons, the muscle memories, the sparks that once lit the way — and I’m using them to figure out the fretboard all over again.

This series isn’t about showing off; it’s about unlocking. It’s about taking a few simple but powerful concepts, like the Nashville Number System, and using them to break through the fog. Because once you start to see the fretboard as numbers, patterns, and relationships — it’s like the lights come on.

My hope is to share enough along this journey — some theory, some philosophy, some hard-won realizations — to help you not just unlock the fretboard… but master it in your own way.

Because mastery isn’t a finish line someone else defines. It’s something you decide, one session, one breakthrough, one note at a time.

Welcome to Coming Back to Life on Guitar Seshions.
Let’s breathe some soul back into these strings. 🔥

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