011 Tuesday Blues

The Player's Paradox // Albert King

Hey folks, let's get straight to it.

Every legend has the fundamentals mastered in their art form.

“I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who has practiced one kick 10,000 times.” – Bruce Lee

Mastery is effortless execution. It refers to the quality in which you perform an action. You master something when it can be done perfectly, without thought, every time. Always take what you're working on to the point of mastery.

It's the player's paradox; by slowing down you speed up.

This is the path to mastery. Focus on the minimum amount of material you need to play the way you want. Throw out the notion of time. Focus on the process.

When you sit down to practice, do it the right way:

  1. Be deliberate. Have a structured routine to guide you [deliberate practice/structured routine]
  2. Pay attention. If you find your attention slipping during practice, breathe and return to the task. [breathwork/meditation]
  3. Slow down and stay relaxed in your movement [kinetic motion]

Remember "perfect practice makes perfect."

All of the practice fundamentals are now laid out on the website. I recently updated the practice routine/template. Habits + Deliberate Practice = Mastery.

Good luck.

Albert King. "The Velvet Bulldozer" nicknamed in reference to his size (six-foot-four, 330 lbs) and smooth singing style. King started as a session drummer playing for Chess Records in Chicago and later made the switch to a guitar slinging frontman. He played his signature Gibson Flying V (named "Lucy") flipped upside down without re-stringing it (he was left handed) making his string bending style one of a kind. Like all blues legends, he could express so much with just a few notes.

It's hard for me to pick favorites, but Cold Feet is likely it. Nothing better than listening to Albert King bitchin' and ripping sick blues licks. I think we can all relate to "and you done put your cold feet on me, get warm your feet, woman!"

Catch you on the flip side,
Uncle Mike