nightwalker10

I expected more... is it the heat?
A note on the chitarra battente that often colors this album with an ethnic touch and the underlying elegance of the album.

Well, in any case, your sapphic affairs don't save either the review or fosca... ;)
But go ahead and keep greasing yourself in your oven... I'm off for a little dip in the sea, darling :))

Mister, you can you can... otherwise, what do I know, My funny valentine or My favourite things wouldn’t exist, right? As for the mentioned tracks... didn’t you notice they’ve only been played over the years by the author? ;)

I also practiced the three... but I still have doubts that it’s just hyper-technical skill. On the other hand... aside from Paco, who has lent himself to showbiz, do you remember any compositions of absolute depth from the other two? Or, coincidentally, they perform better as musicians in broader contexts (Mahavisnu, Return)??? ...the difficult judgment is up to you.

Do you want salt and pepper from Sakamoto?...how about the Red Hot Chili Peppers?:)))

Justice is served...but of course mine is better;)

Happy to have done it, not for me, but for the music;)

Bah primiballi.... Yet I find that one of the most insightful observations in the review is the parallelism (even in lyrical terms) between the age and the different atmospheres that dominate DF's three works.
Ammemisembra...;)

Very beautiful this challenging review, you handled my protégé with class.

Mmh...let's try to clarify a bit...most guitarists start with a classical training, but that doesn't turn them into classical guitarists every time they pick up a nylon string guitar. As usual, it's the language that classifies, if it really needs to, a musician, and Mr. Miller is anything but an academic turned rock musician; in fact, even his most classical-sounding phrases refer more to South American classical literature than to the European academy, which has quite different contents...in short, he's not like John Williams turned rock in the famous Sky, who would drag along the ritual little chair on stage during concerts. Howe and Hackett have educated the ears of unsuspecting rockers to Bach's counterpoints with their solo classic guitar (Mood for a Day, Horizon) while remaining undeniable guitar heroes. After that, enough...and just listen to this kid Miller manidifata :)