I collect capos. I didn’t mean to, but one day I opened a drawer and found a whole community living there. Anyone who shifts capo positions a lot will understand — between my Taylor gs Mini and my Wee Lowden, I can go through three before I’ve even tuned up.
They all have personalities:
The Buzzer — wasp in a jar.
The Sharpener — pulls everything sideways.
The Decorative One — looks nice, does nothing.
The Overachiever — clamps five strings, ignores the sixth.
Still, the search goes on. Now and then one behaves — no buzz, no drama, no retuning — and you think the quest is over.
Until the next rehearsal. Or the next song. Or the next late‑night scroll whispering, “Try this one…”
Maybe I’ve found the perfect capo.
For now.
This is a brand‑new song that finally came together yesterday, though the lines and melody had been circling in my head for weeks. I kept hearing the opening:
*I was hopin’ to find the way home tonight,
Once I sat down with the guitar and stopped overthinking, the story settled: a late‑night drive, a breakup, and someone trying to steady themselves on a road that won’t stay still.
I shifted the key to A so I could add a bit of moothie, recorded guitar and vocal together, then layered the moothie on top. A quick mix‑down in Audacity and the whole thing clicked into place.
I loved the process — writing, recording, hearing things back. Audacity makes it easy to spot what needs tightening. A simple setup, but it works.
