Newsletter April 2013
Please enjoy this live video of one of my favorites.
This is a kind of a lullaby I wrote for my sweet daughter Emmylou, performed live with love.
Somewhere South of Wonder, a man is playing a foreign, yet universal music. Like some of the artists he reveres, he’s a humble man, known only by a few. Yet his sound belongs to us in a way we do not understand and wherever he plays, he leaves more than just words and music in his trail. He’s like a whirlwind, a gush of howling wind for those who care to listen, his sound belongs to us in a way we do not totally comprehend. Yet, you do not have to be a blues buff to understand or to embrace his music as your own. It is more than just one man stepping onto the stage with his resonator, it’s like an aura and we, the people, can feel it. So when he starts playing and singing, perched like an owl on his stool-drum, people just dig him. The audience identifies with him, not even wanting to understand what’s pounding inside its wholesome heart. For there’s something unique and magical about him: he sings what he is. And he is us.
(Manuel "Manuto" Destanque)
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