A community devoted to classical and Flamenco guitar
Eliot Fisk interprets life as he sees it through his instrument, our beloved guitar. As I see it, the ultimate goal of any true artist is to describe what he feels and sees, from the power of thunder to the soft words spoken by a child.
I am afraid I am personally responsible for Mark’s comments. After your magnificent concert, we spoke briefly about it, and since he and I have known each other for many years,
I want to congratulate you on the latest issue of Soundboard, which is evidence of an amazing labor of love from all concerned. I can only imagine what goes into producing such a fine publication, one which shows every evidence of a “lavish and loving care beyond a mere commercial end” (as Segovia described his recording projects in that famous little spoken postlude to the Golden Jubilee set of 33 rpms in the great 3 LP Decca series!) There is so much to praise in this and other issues of Soundboard which have recently been sent to me as part of my membership in the GFA.
The loss of Thomas Humphrey last Wednesday, April 16, 2008, leaves a void so big that no one and nothing can fill it, nothing that is except the Paul Bunyan sized, the bigger- than- life- sized memory of this quintessentially American giant who gave to the world of guitar making a legacy as big as his own rollicking personality and stratospherically creative imagination.
A tribute to Joe Pass: Just Jazz Guitar, June 1996
Oscar Ghiglia first entered my life on March 16, 1968, when he came to Philadelphia to play a recital for the Society of the Classical Guitar.
I first became aware of the music of Agustin Barrios Mangore’ through the masterful revisting of this music by the great Venezuelan virtuoso, Alirio Diaz.
On the final day of our first Boston Guitar Fest, after a glorious week of fellowship in and celebration of the love of music, we were stunned by the indescribably painful news of Daniel ‘s passing.
For many years I have been frustrated by the fact that, despite many efforts on the part of many good hearted people to offset the legacy of a cruel history beyond our immediate control, those of us involved in art music are still mostly condemned to perform for audiences that are de facto segregated.
On Thursday last our beloved instrument lost one of its great personalities, the irrepressible, omnivorously-interested-in- everything Philadelphia based guitarist, Peter Segal.