Soler plays a delicate, intimate version of flamenco guitar, while his son turns the cello into an exquisitely expressive voice.
I feel like the two could not play any differently and yet their styles meld to create some beautiful music. The blurb continues:
Though 45 years separate them, pay attention to how they communicate. Music as a living language, and an invisible emotional exchange, is clearly apparent in these improvisational compositions.
The two are pretty fabulous to watch and hear. Pedro plays so many different styles with his guitar–finger picked flamenco delicacy all the way to aggressive powerful strumming. Gaspar can also play beautiful soaring melodies–both low and high notes– and then at times he will bow so hard that you can hear the pressure he’s putting on the strings.
They play two pieces. “La Petenera” is a new song which talks about a woman who was very beautiful. She had a “love crisis.” In order to get revenge she had all of the men in the village fight and they all killed each other over her. Pedro also tells us that Federico García Lorca wrote three poems about her.
About 4 minutes into the song he plays some crazy noisy stuff that would make any noise band proud. And then he comes out of that chaos with some incredibly delicate bowing.
Gaspar is also not afraid to make serious noise—sliding up the strings to the highest notes and squeaking them or sawing gently while Pedro plays some beautiful melodies.
But Gaspar also plays beautiful passages as well and he seems to be watching hm all the while
Bob asks if they can remember the earliest times they played together. Pedro (in very broken English) explains that he was giving a flamenco guitar class and Gaspar was watching and then he repeated the exercises on the cello and Pedro says his eyes bugged out.
“La Graneña” is a kind of music from Grenada. It starts slowly and is a beautiful piece with a lot of lovely guitar playing and Gaspar’s beautiful cello. It’s very different from the noisy passages of the first piece. There are some amazingly high soaring notes he plays on the cello, too–almost touching the bottom of the instrument.
About half way through the song it builds and builds with steady chords until it settles down into a quiet picked guitar and plucked cello melody. It’s delightful and so very different from the rest.
[READ: February 11, 2016] Johnny Boo Meets Dragon Puncher!
It took four years for a new Dragon Puncher book to come out. And it’s a crossover with Johnny Boo! (You could also say it took one year for a new Johnny Boo book to come out and its a crossover with Dragon Puncher, but whatever).
This book is set in the winter and Dragon Puncher is looking for the Ice Dragon.
She demands silence as she prepares for battle. Spoony-E is getting majorly impatient waiting for her to prepare. And then while “meditating,” Dragon Puncher falls asleep.
While Dragon Puncher is a asleep, Squiggle floats into view. Spoony-E fears that Squiggle is the Ice Dragon and tries to capture him (Squiggle is very small). But Squiggle calls for Johnny Boo who shows up carry Spoony-E’s spoon.
Squiggle tells Johnny not to give him the spoon back because he hits people with it. Johnny Boo says “That’s MEAN.” But Spoony-E says it’s not mean, that the spoon loves it.
Spoony questions Johnny’s powers until he lets out a giant BOO! Which sets the earth atremble.
But Dragon Puncher tells them it is not an earthquake or Johnny’s doing, it’s the Ice Dragon.
This time the Ice Dragon is white with Kochalka’s whole face as a head. A battle ensures and Johnny Boo gets involved as well (watch out for the tail). But just as they are about to win, Pollywog, sitting atop the Ice Dragon tells them to stop. He says the ice dragon is nice.
And then they all go for an Ice Dragon ride. Even Dragon Puncher–who feels ridiculous.
The starring credits show that Eli is now 10, Oliver is age 16, Spandy was 19 (but evidently died before publication).
This is a great series. And it’s a good reminder about the silliness that is Johnny Boo too.
I wonder if he’ll be doing any more?
For ease of searching, I include: Federico García Lorca, La Graneña.