Guitar Solos

I caught my son staring at a guitar solo this morning. We were up early, earlier than usual and he was eating his usual breakfast of Honey Nut Crispy Oats (Thanks Aldi!) and a banana. I was folding laundry and drinking coffee and listening to this record by Jason Isbell called Sirens of the Ditch. It has this unbelievable song called Dress Blues about war and young men and death and I've been a little obsessed since I heard the song. So I found the rest of the record and we were listening to it this morning and the first couple songs are full of country guitar solos and Judah would stop what he was doing, just sit in his chair with a fistful of bananas, and stare at the computer. It was awesome. I've never been much of a guitar solo guy myself - although it is why I love that Counting Crows happening of the mid 90s Recovering the Satellites - but I was overwhelming happy that Judah was so enthralled. I cleaned up the bananas and his hands and let Sprocket clean the rest and we went to the back porch and I played the guitar while he smiled. He's still out there right now, staring at the guitar, trying to turn the knobs and flicking the strings. And I couldn't be happier. Here's to a decade of Turn It Downs.