Nikita Koshkin and Asya Selyutina again. Beautiful stuff. This is what we need. Kudos to filmmaker Roman Gurochkin, too.
Nikita Koshkin – Prelude and Fugue in A major
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Nikita Koshkin – Prelude and Fugue in A minor, played by Asya Selyutina
Nikita Koshkin says,
“The score of the complete cycle will be published in Germany by Editions Margaux (Berlin). But only after the premiere recording will be out. The recording is now in preparation. I hope that Asya will do everything as fast as possible, but the material is very heavy and difficult. It needs a lot of work. So, please, wait.”
While we wait, we have this from filmmaker Roman Gurochkin. I like the sound here better than on some of his others I’ve posted. I hear not just the guitar, but the room, too. There is some distance, some dimension, but without sacrificing intimacy.
Filomena Moretti – Recuerdos de la Alhambra
Filomena Moretti performs Recuerdos de la Alhambra, by Francisco Tarrega.
Julian Orbon – Danza with Drums
This is cool. Bill Harris composed and performed this accompaniment to the Danza from Orbon’s great Preludio y Danza for classical guitar, as performed (brilliantly) by classical guitarist Manuel Barrueco on his recording Brouwer, Villa-Lobos & Orbon.
Seasick Steve
There’s a great guitar lesson here for any guitar player. In this beautiful example of “less is more,” Seasick Steve delivers the Hank Williams classic I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry.
After that there’s a short documentary film the gives a glimpse into the life of this ex-hobo who suddenly, at the age of 65, with his three-string guitar, hit the big time.
“Hobos are people who move around looking for work, tramps are people who move around but don’t look for work, and bums are people who don’t move and don’t work. I’ve been all three.”
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I’m so lonesome I could cry
I’ve never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves began to die?
That means he’s lost the will to live
I’m so lonesome I could cry
The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I’m so lonesome I could cry