It all started when 5 year old boy Stefan saw this strange gizmo hanging on… Read Full Bio ↴It all started when 5 year old boy Stefan saw this strange gizmo hanging on the wall. He was told that this is a guitar. Fascinated by it he wasn't able to realize that this thing will save his life.
Some years later, at about 13, a girlfriend of his taught him the first chord on the guitar - a D. Madness - that was it he spent 3 weeks playing a D, playing around with all the fingers he has on his left hand. So it was a quite plain for him, next Christmas there must be a guitar on the wish list. And yes, he got it - a Yamaha CG 100-A. Still the favourite one for writing music. But to be honest he was 14, and this guitar was a bit too quiet. So he decided to disassemble the earphones of his walkmen (yeah really - walkman), fixed it inside the guitar and plugged it into the mic-input of his ghetto blaster. Turning the volume to max - yeeeeha - this was some kind of something.
This was enough till the day he heard Castles Made Of Sand by Jimi Hendrix. Boom - headshot, wtf is that, it was sounding like every string of his guitar is the voice of a singing angel, unbelievable. So - a new wishlist for Christmas was born. And yes, he got a Marshall Valvestate 8040 amp and bought himself an Epiphone. Oh yeah, he really likes jamming to the music of Jimi Hendrix, it's the best way to practice.
Several years had elapsed and his guitar still was a faithful companion. In fall of 2007, when the pain was insufferable, he began to write songs and sharing it with us under the stage name My Musical Diary.
It's not my intention to make perfect, well dubbed music. If there is pain or gladness in my mind, i take my guitar and let it flow. All these songs are coming and going as fast as a blink of an eye. This is my personal way to handle things that touch my heart or torture my soul.
Some years later, at about 13, a girlfriend of his taught him the first chord on the guitar - a D. Madness - that was it he spent 3 weeks playing a D, playing around with all the fingers he has on his left hand. So it was a quite plain for him, next Christmas there must be a guitar on the wish list. And yes, he got it - a Yamaha CG 100-A. Still the favourite one for writing music. But to be honest he was 14, and this guitar was a bit too quiet. So he decided to disassemble the earphones of his walkmen (yeah really - walkman), fixed it inside the guitar and plugged it into the mic-input of his ghetto blaster. Turning the volume to max - yeeeeha - this was some kind of something.
This was enough till the day he heard Castles Made Of Sand by Jimi Hendrix. Boom - headshot, wtf is that, it was sounding like every string of his guitar is the voice of a singing angel, unbelievable. So - a new wishlist for Christmas was born. And yes, he got a Marshall Valvestate 8040 amp and bought himself an Epiphone. Oh yeah, he really likes jamming to the music of Jimi Hendrix, it's the best way to practice.
Several years had elapsed and his guitar still was a faithful companion. In fall of 2007, when the pain was insufferable, he began to write songs and sharing it with us under the stage name My Musical Diary.
It's not my intention to make perfect, well dubbed music. If there is pain or gladness in my mind, i take my guitar and let it flow. All these songs are coming and going as fast as a blink of an eye. This is my personal way to handle things that touch my heart or torture my soul.
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Rocker 959
My ex partner and I loved this song ... ' Our Song ' we declared ...hope one day we will be back as one as the song says undividable , who knows what fate may bring
Luz Marcela Anagua Mayorga
eu era apaixonada