I love the guitar. I just love everything about it. The shape, the sound, yes, even its smell.
Ever since I held a guitar in my hand for the first time, I spend nearly all my life with it. Every morning, I would first walk to the coffee machine and then right to my workplace. And every night, I went to sleep knowing that the next day would be full of music, struggle with six strings and ever new insights.
But the world went on, and so did I. Today, my own play is no longer the center of my world, and the time I spent on stage seems like a distant dream to me.
But the guitar itself is still one of the most wonderful instruments to me, and it will continue to determine my life in many ways.
But unfortunately, the guitar is no longer interesting concert halls. Most people only know the guitar in the hands of aging rock stars or as a nice addition to romantic campfires.
That’s a pity, really, because the guitar has so much more potential than that.
The guitar has been a part of our history for centuries. And even if it has been overshadowed by other instruments most of the time, it has always kept people busy and deeply touched.
If you take a closer look you will discover its traces everywhere.
In the 16th century of Spain, at the court of Louis XIV, or even at the time of its first flowering in Vienna and Paris.
The guitar has always been a part of our musical history, and thanks to the two great Spaniards F. Tarrega and A. Segovia it got even more public attention at the beginning of the last century.
But even if the guitar had its moment for a long time, all the love and esteem it deserves begins to disappear.
This is connected with one certain problem we guitar players have to deal with. In the time between the lute works of Bach and the compositions of the 20th century, there is a gap in the guitar literature which is hard to close.
A critic once said, “For the guitar there are insignificant works of significant composers and significant works from the lives of insignificant composers.”
And no matter how hard those words sound, they contain more than just a grain of truth. Because we guitarists simply do not own works comparable to a Mozart Sonata or a Song by Schubert.
Nevertheless, even if we lack any “great works”, there are enough pieces of music in our literature that touch the hearts of people and make their souls sing.
And today, there are so many performers who put their lives at the service of guitar and music that we only have to reach out to enrich our lives with its beauty.
To give all this a spot to introduce the guitar and its history, to bring its works and composers out of the dark, and to provide a platform for all the wonderful performers of this instrument, I have launched this blog.
What can you expect to read on this blog?
First and foremost, I want to introduce you to the history of the guitar, the life and work of its composers and the greatest interpreters.
I will introduce you to young musicians who put lots of hard work into their guitar every day. I want to talk about their dreams, their connection to the guitar, but also what they think about music, literature and our culture.
And, of course, I also want to create a place where we can hear their wonderful music.
But most of all, I would like to bring the music for guitar closer to you. Try to understand the work of individuals and their own history, to see what access various interpreters have found and how to understand them.
For music is also a language that can be learned and that everyone finds access to. All it takes is a little effort.
Of course, there are also going to be CD reviews, how a guitar is made, book presentations, recommendations from other blogs and much more.
I hope you will accompany me for a while on the way to this wonderful instrument and I wish you and me a lot of fun and joy.
For those who want to engage more intensively with our culture, here is my blog about European culture, literature and classical music: Der Leiermann