What have we done?!

For most of our last year in Germany, Mike begged for a guitar and guitar lessons, so we promised him that once we got settled back in the States, we would make it a priority. We bought him an acoustic guitar in October, and it rarely left his hands after that (only for meals, showers, and Xbox 360). Our house was filled with lovely melodies. And it was good.

We knew from the beginning that his ultimate goal was to learn to play electric guitar. He really started begging a few weeks ago when his guitar teacher (who happens to own a music store) let him mess around on one. We finally decided on a deal whereby Mike would buy the guitar and we would buy the amplifier.

This, we informed him, would definitely have to be a basement toy. What we hadn't counted on was how effectively our air ducts transmit sound! Our house throbs and pulsates with the sound of music. Very loud music.



I'm afraid that I am a consistent disappointment to Mike. He plays a bit and asks, "Recognize that?" Sadly, the answer is always no, prompting Mike to inquire as to whether or not I own a radio. I do indeed own a radio, but Mike doesn't play NPR's greatest hits.

He is counting on you, my cool readers, to recognize his music. So now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to play Name Those Tunes! Don't let him down.

Note: You might want to turn your speakers down a bit. Or even don protective ear gear:



Mike also says to tell you that he welcomes suggestions for songs to learn.