No One Plays Air Guitar Anymore

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I do believe this is my 100th post.  I didn’t think I would keep it up this long.  We’ll see how long I continue.

Okay, I know this is an old folk’s rant.  I’m sure my father would have complained that no one pretended to be a big band leader anymore.  Well I am an old folk so I am going to rant.  Air guitar was the one instrument that we all could play perfectly.  We would drive through those riffs banding way back and jumping in the air.  Our fingers would automatically begin to move when we heard “Sweet Home Alabama” or “Smoke on the Water.”

Sometimes air guitar led to actually a real guitar and that was a real thrill.  I had strived to be a mediocre guitar player but I never reached that lofty goal.  I will have to settle for being just plain awful but, when I play, I feel like a rock god.  When I do “House of the Rising Sun” and it almost sounds like the tune, I think I am ready for the stage.  I’ll go back there to the sixties to the tunes we used to play in our band back in Billy’s basement.  I will do my basic chords to long forgotten tunes like “Girl, You’ll be a Woman Soon” by Neil Diamond or “Too Much to Dream” by the Electric Prunes.  I’ll just play away on a guitar that is way out of tune because my other little problem is that I am pretty much tone deaf.  It doesn’t matter that I’m awful and that I’m tone deaf, there is no other feeling like banging away on a guitar.

Air solos were not just limited to guitar.  Who hasn’t ripped out a killer drum solo with no instrument in sight.  I’m sure you can pick out parts of at least a hundred songs that you have hammered the air on.  How about that part in Steppenwolf’s “Born to be Wild” right at the end of music cut and it does the buda dum, buda dum, buda dum, or in “More Than a Feeling” by Boston at the end of the verse when he hits the drums bum, bum, bum, and the crash of the cymbal.  My favorite band for drums, and actually for driving rock and roll is Deep Purple.,  I believe Ian Paice was the hardest working drummer in rock and roll, you never hear him just play a regular beat.  He was an air drummer’s dream.

The tunes that are now on the top forty remind me of disco tunes.  There are a lot of great singers and I know they are talented and hardworking but they are it when it comes to the tune.. The band doesn’t count anymore and, sometimes, the band isn’t there at all.  Sometimes there is only an automated disco machine playing behind the singer.  This is nothing to air guitar to.  There is nothing to air drum to.  Of course you can sing along but my awful guitar playing is a huge step up from my singing, Cathy can tell you that.

My son tells me that musicians are coming back to popular music, I certainly hope so.  I would hate to think that my career of air guitar playing is over.


Pete is a retired software developer, a writer, and a martial arts instructor. He lives in Maryland with his wife Cathy and they are enjoying their retirement. Pete is the author of four novels, "The Teacher", 500 Years from Home", and "The Long Journey Home" are available at; and "Pioneers" in available at the Kindle Book Store.

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