Nice to meet you and thank you for visiting our site.
I write based on my personal subjective view.
Of course, there may be some mistakes.
In that case, I would appreciate it if you could point it out to me.
This site is a record of what the lost administrator challenges, studies, researches, makes, fixes, plays…
I would like to make this site mainly a record of what I have done.
There are also unrelated memorandums and soliloquies. I’m a bit of a wanderer, but I hope you enjoy the site.
About the administrator
Nice to meet you, I’m “Ponkotsu Goma”.
It’s a bit long, so if you don’t care about me, please skip it.
I live in Kansai. I’m ashamed to say it, but I came back to my parents’ house for various reasons.
I did play the acoustic guitar. Started playing a little again.
Played a little darts.
My working memory is quite low.
He often makes mistakes.
This is the kind of person I am.
I was interested in a guitar that was sold at a flea market a long time ago.
I took it to a music store, and they made it playable for the time being.
I say “for the time being” because the neck was shaved and difficult to play.
It was a guitar that I couldn’t even fix, but I was able to play it.
I don’t know if I was impressed or not because I had few emotional ups and downs, but I remember thinking it was amazing.
Looking back now, I wonder how I could have bought a guitar like that (laughs).
But I practiced a lot with it. I didn’t get that good at it.
But that guitar was the start,
Why is it making a sound?
What do you mean by different sound? Isn’t it the same?
Then what is a good sound?
I started to wonder.
I somehow began to want to make it and fix it.
I was a person who didn’t even know the difference between sounds, but I couldn’t think of anything else to do, so I somehow started moving in the direction of making guitars.
I went to a guitar-making school and was lucky enough to get a job at a guitar factory, where I worked for 11 years.
However, I left the company, and after some twists and turns, I am now moving from job to job in a variety of unrelated fields.
The people at the factory were good people. I still keep in touch with them from time to time.
However, after quitting, I tried many things to change, but they didn’t seem to work. I didn’t know what I was doing, I didn’t know what I was thinking, I had no motivation to do anything, and my body stopped moving.
Was it burnout or just clunkiness?
I became depressed and then I lost a lot of things.
When one falls, it is only for a moment.
But now I manage to connect my days.
Sometimes I fall suddenly, but I manage to do it.
Maybe I shouldn’t have quit my guitar manufacturing job, but the past doesn’t come back.
What can I do? I am still in a state of confusion, wondering what my value is and what I like about myself.
Recently, however, I realized that the experiences I have accumulated are quite important to me.
What I thought was useless may be a stabilizer for me.
My vocabulary and writing skills are not very good, but I hope to grow in this area as well.
I am happy if anyone can sympathize or find it helpful, even though it is poorly written.
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