My Mojo Has Risen

My guitar playing acquired a little special mojo today.

After reading a PaLG blog entry about about the special relationship between rattlesnakes and guitars, a fellow Robert Earl Keen fan graciously shipped me three rattles of varying sizes to spice up my playing. These came off West Texas diamondbacks so you know they're quality rattles, too.

I ceremoniously dropped one of the rattles into the Alvarez's sound hole and it won't be long until I'm playing like the second coming of Lightin' Hopkins. I started with the medium-sized rattle for fear of releasing more hoodoo than I can handle at this point.

Now all I need is a mojo hand and a black cat bone and this guitar picking is really going to take off for me.

A note about the rattle donor: he's the same guy who up and gave a guitar to another member of the REK message board who casually asked what would be a good beginning guitar. So if you see him at a Robert Keen show, buy him a beer.