Four years ago, Sept. 11, 2010, I decided to take up classical guitar, thanks to the inspiration of violist, Rachel Galvin, who teamed-up with me for a presentation on Bach’s Cello Suites at the Institute of World Culture. It was a sudden decision, and I’ve stuck with it. Old dogs CAN learn new tricks. I was 49 when I started. I purchased the Yamaha G-231 twenty-eight years earlier, with a strong desire to learn classical guitar. But initial attempts were too frustrating. I thought mistakenly for nearly 3 decades, “Oh well. Not for me. Too bad.” But the Yamaha waited . . . and waited . . . and pounced like a puma.
Much thanks goes to a dedicated guitarist and excellent instructor, Mike Witt, who gave me more than two years of solid instruction, and nurtured my confidence.
Well, it’s no West Coast Passage but it will certainly do! Very lovely.
Thank you, Kind Sir, for dropping by and giving a listen. There must be a thread running all the way back to a time in 7th grade when I took up trumpet, thanks to the support of a friend of mine who took up saxophone. “West Coast Passage” almost rings a bell . . . somewhere . . . somehow . . .