Friday night I was priviledged yet again to go back to that little wine bar and listen to my friend Andreas Arnold play his Flamenco guitar. I listened as he played an original piece based off a poem that he wrote and had translated into Spanish. Julia sang the verses as he played. It was an amazing piece. To add to that, he had learned the first part of "Vidalita" in a short period of time. A difficult song I had posted here. They nailed it. Julia made it her own and he played giving it the care it deserved.
They are going to Spain for 2 months and I wish them well. There is no question in my mind that this young man will go far. You see he fell in love...with passion. Once that happens, you ache for her, you follow her and you see her to her end. Once struck with that particular arrow, there is no turning back. All because he listened. God bless you and your talent my friend
After his piece I said to myself "There is something special here"...because I listened.
They are going to Spain for 2 months and I wish them well. There is no question in my mind that this young man will go far. You see he fell in love...with passion. Once that happens, you ache for her, you follow her and you see her to her end. Once struck with that particular arrow, there is no turning back. All because he listened. God bless you and your talent my friend
After his piece I said to myself "There is something special here"...because I listened.
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