After watching larryr's posted video, this is difficult to answer. I find that I am a hack. When I began playing String Bass at the age of 5 with the family polka band, I thought that it was fun. By the time I reached 10, I was given more "solo" parts, and the people appeared to like our music. I continued to play piano, 6 string guitar, and occasional banjo. When I was 13, we began to play on the weekly radio station Battle of the Bands. The top two Bands (based upon call in votes), would go on to next week, and three more bands were added. We had a winning streak for more than 28 weeks. We met many musicians who were trying to get play time from the DJs. I had this old "crappy" Kay acoustic with a warped neck, high action, and poor intonation, then my life changed. This guy with a British accent was watching us, and it appeared that he was looking at me...after we finished he asked if my guitar was an American Kay, I answered yes sir, he said "that was like me first guitar", and asked if he could "give it a go". My life changed after that, he played that guitar and it sang like I never heard. He handed it back to me, at that point I realized that the issue was not the "crappy" guitar, it was me the "crappy guitar player". It made no difference that it was Eric Clapton, I was awful, and needed a lot of work. That was a humbling experience, that I never forgot. Even when playing as a backup support instrumentalist, in the Motown Studio, I saw and heard so many better people than me that never got their chance, so I continued to practice and practice. At that point, I played for a mental respite, or to challenge myself. When my son began lessons, I quit, for fear that he may pick up my bad habits. When he passed all of his competencies, I picked up a guitar and began again, the difference is that I have a much better teacher. So I consider myself an instrumentalist, not a musician, musicians can retell the story through music. Sometimes the truth hurts, but it is the truth.