Plucking more than chickens...

Around what seems like a million years ago, (Summer 1962 to be exact), my brother received a guitar as a present. It must have been after he passed the Baccalauréat on his way to university.
He left it at home, so I dabbled with it, not really knowing how to hold let alone how to play it. I used to lay it on the dining table and pluck the strings like a sitar.

Over the years, I have dreamed of learning to play this beautiful intrument. I tried on my own a few times, with books and videos... Not a chance! I couldn't grasp it.
At the last count I reckon I have had 3 or 4 teachers. Very patient ones.
Guitar playing requires constant practice. And that itself calls for a lot of patience. Something I lack.

My latest tutor is a well known local guitar player who practises his craft in various local restaurants, including Casa del Mar for a while. I plucked my guitar strings in front of him and he immediately knew that the only style I would be comfortable with was Spanish.
Since my brother brought back a few records from his 1965 Spain trip, I fell in love with that music. Flamenco pulls my strings like no other music.

There is one piece by Joachim Rodrigo called El concierto de Aranjuez which always makes me melt when I hear it.
It was even played in the film Brassed Off although it is affectionately referred to as Concerto de Orange Juice...

I have just learned how to put music on websites, and guess what, I have placed this piece on Casa's Menu Page so that you can listen to it while perusing our tapas...
It's not me playing by the way.
I wish...

My guitar having a rest...

13 comments:

Akelamalu said...

MWM played the guitar (a little) as a teenager then when youngest son got a certain age he comandeered MWM's acoustic guitar and taught himself to play. He now has numerous guitars, banjos, drum machine etc., etc., and has now invested in guitar lessons. He left MWM behind a long time ago! :0

Queenie said...

Oooooo, That music is wonderful, so relaxing. My son plays the guitar, and we have passed many an hour especially our BBQs when he has shared his talent with us and our friends.
Keep trying K, you know the saying many a tune........

Crabtree said...

Curieusement !!l'effet du hasard ?J'étais sur la même longueur d'onde .
J'ai du modifier mon thème musical !
Aux grands esprits qui ne se connaissent pas ,des histoires semblables ?
Mon propre frère + aussi jouait de la guitare ,façon Alexandre Lagoya ,et m'a appris !

Curiously !! The effect of the fate ? I was on the same wavelength .
I have of to modify my musical subject !
With the great minds which do not know each other ,similar stories ?
My own brother + also played the guitar , Way Alexandre Lagoya , and learnt me !

Zéphyr, said...

Laisse plutôt parler ta guitare.
J'enviai mon copain d'avant, parce qu'il savait jouer de la guitare et charmait les filles avec. Moi, je me morfondais dans un coin.
Durant mon enfance, j'avais entamé des cours de piano au conservatoire municipal. Cela n'a pas dépassé 30 jours car j'étais traumatisé par le professeur de solfège, une veille dame qui ne supportait pas les fausses notes : assise à mes côtés, elle sursautait et son visage se transfigurait. J'ai dû vite abandonner.

Zéphyr, said...

Est-ce que tu envoûte tes clients avec ?

Une guitare trônant sur le fauteuil. Belle photo !

Krimo said...

Both of you are blessed, Akela and Q to have someone musical in the family.
I admire people who can play.
Yes, sometimes I do feel like an
old fiddle, Q.

Crabtree, c'est un concerto que j'ai découvert il y a très longtemps et j'en suis tombé amoureux. C'est formidable que tu puisses jouer aussi. Et oui, les grands esprits...

Zéphyr, si je jouais au resto, je n'aurais aucun client.
Tu as raison, les gars qui jouent de la guitare ont un succés fou avec les filles.

Trac said...

I hope I'm not the first person to mention the 'C' word, but what with Christmas coming up and you being 'a man who has everything' and all that...

Next time someone wants to know what to get you as a present, you need one of these!

Less strings to worry about, and if you fail, makes a nice ornament! :O)

(They look nice in orange too!)
x
p.s. I think I will love the music that you've put here, but haven't had the chance to hear it yet.

But I'll be back!

Trac said...

Mmmm, I wonder why that link has come out all small like that? I might have forgotten how to do it?

Krimo said...

Oooooh! I like it very much!
Lilac for me...
But knowing me, I'll just smash it if I can't play like George Formby by New Year's Day...

Trac said...

Oh Mr Patience - you'll be playing like this! by Boxing Day!

Orce Serrano Hams said...

Spanish guitar live is the best music I have ever heard, always surrounded by friends and atmosphere.

Brassed Off: now you have me digging around the DVD box for tonight!

Krimo said...

Yeah, right, T...
Isn't he good, eh!

CR, you are blessed to be surrounded by my most favourite music in the world! Had a taste of it last month.

Hayden said...

Wonderful!! Reminds me of that fabulous film, "The Visitor." Loving music isn't enough to make it do-able, but I think that there is a "right" music and instrument for everyone, if only they find it. As for me, seeing the film inspired me to buy a gorgeous carved doumbek and yes, I'm valiantly struggling to learn how to play it.