I Didn’t Stop Playing My Childhood Instrument, and You Shouldn’t Either.
By Lea MercadoWeb Content Contributor I was 9 years old when I got my first guitar. It was handed down to me from my brother after he got, well, a better one. The fretboard was too wide for my hands, the strings were old and rough against my uncalloused fingers, but I loved it. In high school, I decided that guitar was going to be my life. I joined an […]
