I think you will not stop, Michael, as I did long ago. How foolish not to play the notes, to touch the frets, to feel the light beneath each string, beneath the stars while hidden in my room, on stage, forever hidden here amid it all; the sounds of here and goodbye, the blue of never ending rain, the gray of cities and places and people gone behind.
A tribute to Michael Dawes, Pierre Bensusan, and the endless line of musicians who remind us, generation upon generation, to hear more, to listen deeply, and care about each moment.
And Martin Taylor, recommended by brother Peter
So much more: Django Reinhardt – Tears
And again from Peter: Trevor Gordon Hall – Bach to the Future (Guitar Duet)