I am a guitar, wood well finished, stings strung tight to a tightness predefined by the tuning standard. Resting somberly in my stand, I await the next joyous endeavor. I am similar to a blank canvas able to pursue many styles of expression, from the aggressive rhythms of Metallic, to the melancholy melodies of a Moonlight Sonata. My means of communications are dualistic, acoustic and electric as I am a hybrid of two music sound spheres. I would be blemish if not for a kid, eager to impress his friends with a new tune he'd been working on, smashed on the corner of coffee table. I was carefully hand-crafted in Spain, where guitars first came into being. I only complete existence when I am played by someone who truly loves the instrument, and works to refine the craft. My great fear in life is being carelessly dropped shattering into useless pieces, my second greatest fear is becoming dehydrated and slowly warping my noble shape become unplayable. The greatest feeling I have ever felt is performing gigs. My strings ringing out through the monitors of the house sound system, lights aimed on me so bright I can not for the life of me see the faces of people five feet away. Other than that my hobbies include practicing and learning pieces as well as writing original pieces, which I also find exhilarating and enjoyable. Although I can appreciate many styles two of my favorite to play are Latin and classical, the very music that was intended for me in my creation.
I am a guitar, wood well finished, stings strung tight to a tightness predefined by the tuning standard. Resting somberly in my stand, I await the next joyous endeavor. I am similar to a blank canvas able to pursue many styles of expression, from the aggressive rhythms of Metallic, to the melancholy melodies of a Moonlight Sonata. My means of communications are dualistic, acoustic and electric as I am a hybrid of two music sound spheres. I would be blemish if not for a kid, eager to impress his friends with a new tune he'd been working on, smashed on the corner of coffee table. I was carefully hand-crafted in Spain, where guitars first came into being. I only complete existence when I am played by someone who truly loves the instrument, and works to refine the craft. My great fear in life is being carelessly dropped shattering into useless pieces, my second greatest fear is becoming dehydrated and slowly warping my noble shape become unplayable. The greatest feeling I have ever felt is performing gigs. My strings ringing out through the monitors of the house sound system, lights aimed on me so bright I can not for the life of me see the faces of people five feet away. Other than that my hobbies include practicing and learning pieces as well as writing original pieces, which I also find exhilarating and enjoyable. Although I can appreciate many styles two of my favorite to play are Latin and classical, the very music that was intended for me in my creation.
Well written post, I like the repeating phrase and the rhythmic flow--perhaps emulating a song played on a guitar. You're missing Tasks 8 and 9, a current event summary/analysis and a product review, which will make it difficult for you to pass the class, which would be very unfortunate!
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