Sunday 24th August



The guitarist enthused at length in gentle tones as we sat together under the stars. A professional for years on the Paris circuit he’d turned to teaching, passing his experience on to the Parisian youth. He lived in a state of permanent smile, surfing a perpetual wave of light. He lit up the dark as he spoke about the joy of music, the rich gifts exchanged through the giving of live performance & the limitless rewards he’d received from teaching.
He talked about things I forget daily, a joy I’d exchanged for toil, a music that existed just for the fun of it, exploration without reason, driven by intuitive desire, a ‘fancy it’, a process, a journey repaid in energy & laughter – material reward being just another useful bi-product of passion. And for a moment, an hour, an inspired night of dreams he had me.


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