Hello friends today I want to leave you a reflection of the artist Paco Lucia his music and all the feeling and life that you dare express it I hope you like and understand my vision when listening to this artist and his work that came to me from the moment I listen.
Meet the musician, his life and his work. To stop in his fingers, his gestures, his guitar and try to understand its history and suddenly realize, suddenly, that it was there, that it existed and just as we wanted to create, feel, write, stay and become eternal.
Divided between the sensations of music and art, the musician fragments his soul between the civilization of the spectacle and what he calls culture, and with suffering leave a piece of his life between the strings as he tries to answer those afflicted incognito that hover your mind. He closes his eyes, proposes the life he wanted as a child and the one he has now, he sees himself through music and almost imperceptibly, magic is created.
Suddenly, life becomes strong, it strikes, it runs, it advances, and above all, it hurts ... The rhythm becomes overwhelming, it shows us in small frames the unbearable reality, which never lasts too long but enough. And in every second, while inhaling and exhaling, movement, vibrations, dreams, intrigue are created, and these new sensations appear that become sub real; The audience is projected and astonished to see the music.
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Music, which is no longer music but art, shouts and expresses, becomes part of man and man is part of it, you see the fusion of matter and energy being both part of the picture and The scene of the moment. The guitar is then part of the body of the musician and the latter becomes part of the vibrations of the tunings, expands before the bodies of an audience entranced by the experiences and anecdotes of a composer.
In his face, between shades and expressions again arise the questions of a tormented thought: What is life then? The musician, the audience or the melody ?, The body, the mind or the emotions ?, The memories, the act or the dream ?, What are we then? The music is muted, the breaths are synchronized, the eyes are closed and the song ends.
Francisco Sánchez Gómez December 21, 1947 - February 25, 2014
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I hope you liked my writing that I did to participate in a contest of steemit I wanted to share in English so they could appreciate the art and the passion that is felt in the muxica of this great artist of the guitar Paco de Lucia I recommend them for That listen and see his many compositions with are extraordinary a greeting for all friends happy week for each one of you if you like do not forget to vote and comment a kiss = *