Ned's concert in Barcelona (the never-ending arts festival, literary festival, Jazz Festival) just concluded.
The room was filled 20% over capacity. Encores. Standing ovations. No journalists present, though. Dang.
Nevertheless, from both professional contacts and recognition, and financially, this was way worth doing. Of course, the euros aren't as strong against the dollar as they were just a few days ago (the dollar's recovering, evidently still seen as the safest currency as everyone's economy of financial smoke and mirrors blows away). Ain't it always like that? Still, one cannot complain!.
Why yes, I am proud of him. I request indulgence, since I can't help it.
Whew! Not so easy doing all these presentations, moderations and performances in these past 4 days on jetlag and so little sleep
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Good for him! I bet he left everyone amazed.
Connecting with Spain's and Cuba's music lovers on their own ground must have a meaning for him that goes beyond just delivering a successful performance.
He started spending his summers in the hills above Barcelona when a very young classical guitar and vihuela student, taking courses from Master Puhjol. He was the only one from the U.S. The classical guitar, that he played at the concert was acquired through the intercession o Puhjol, and Segovia. I can only imagine, what this all meant for him.
He had to be so pleased that he was able to satisfy such a demanding audience with music written and performed himself, out of their traditions.
I am so happy for him. Another homecoming, like New Orleans was.
Love, C.
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