by Peter M Grant » 06 Apr 2011, 00:09
I had lessons from Philip from 1974 to 1979 and again from 1984 for a few years. I was a complete starter and a slow learner but Philip was a patient teacher, and I enjoyed contact with the world of flamenco through him.
That was mostly in his Sinclair Gardens flat, near my old school, so it felt appropriate to carry on learning things. The flat, a semi-basement, backed onto a former railway curve, in a slight cutting. The tracks had long gone, and there was only the quiet end of a long office building outside at the back.
Philip had a cat, which I always liked to see, as a cat lover myself.
I had been fascinated by flamenco from about 1960, hearing someone’s LPs of Sabicas, and specially after getting my own first ever LP. “Jose Greco - Flamenco Fury” for that Chrismas. I was 14 years old then (same age as Philip). I loved the music but did not understand the various compas or structure until the lessons.
I was glad to see that Philip had that, and another, Jose Greco LP.
I guess that qualifies me for Old School Flamenco. Of course it belongs to the Spanish and is theirs to do what they want with, but I preferred the Alegrias before it seemed to become compulsory to put in a few sour cadences.
Back in school days, every hot summer holiday when there was time to tinker on some sort of guitar all day, my imagination would be over in Spain.
But Philip was a hero who had actually lived that dream. In the years of the lessons, I had fairly secure jobs on computers (with a big break and an attempt at school teaching), and I was aware of what Philip had sacrificed for his art.
Philip was multi-talented. Does anyone remember the painting of pottery kilns which achieved almost photographic realism in places?
He had wider musical sympathies than I did. I had commented that if people know that you play the guitar they expect the Concertio de Aranjuez, or worse, my pet hate, The House of the Rising Sun. “Oh, don’t you like that?” said Philip, immediately launching into an expert rendering of it.
He was generous in lending flamenco LPs from his large collection, and I think that I read his copy of the book “Lives and Legends of the Flamencos”.
Flamenco guitar technique originally seemed to me like an impenetrable but marvellous mystery. My own attempts to imitate it in the past almost convinced me that the notes were not to be found anywhere on any guitar which I owned. When Philip played, just to demonstrate a section, I never ceased to wonder at how the mystery became real in his hands, and I sensed tremendous discipline and strength required to make it happen.
He went out of his way to work out the fingering of the classical Spanish piece, the Capriccio Arabe by Tarrega, at my request, and of course he mastered it himself on the way.
To illustrate the clarity needed for the apuyando technique, he once suggested that I should hold a chord with my left hand while he would reach over my shoulder to demonstrate the right hand apuyando. It was so forceful that I flinched in case a string broke, and my left hand struggled to hold the strings down.
At one time he was experimenting with some multi-tracking and effects like a flanger which he kindly explained as a filter. He let me listen to a new composition of his. Whereas I had sometimes in the past overlayed one track on another on the family tape recorder in a haphazard way, to hear what the result might be like, it was obvious that Philip had designed his composition to take full musical advantage of the special effects. I think that he was quietly pleased when I told him that.
Did anything come of those recordings?
I heard something of the background of every stage of the making of his “Five Swords” LP, how when it came to the recording, an overnight slot at the studios was all that was available, but Philip got all the takes done. He appreciated the help of his brothers with transport, sandwiches, &c.
The record label owner had dictated a lot about the cover design, and Philip had had worries about the mixing of the various recording channels, ambient and close-up. I was fascinated when he said that the vinyl cutting process itself added high frequency. I had worked in engineering and digitized recording. Philip had a C-Ducer pick-up, just like the strain gauges which we had used for metal. The C-Ducer gave amazing output as if you were inside the guitar.
The last time I saw Philip was before he went to the USA, and we exchanged a couple of emails when he was back and in Hanworth (my side of London).
I was very sorry to hear that he had died. At my age, hearing of losses like that of Philip begins to add up, and I recently appreciated some old recordings of Seguiriyas and Mineras in a completely new way.
It has been great to read the tributes, but I myself had no email at home to add to them until now.
I have a cassette on which Philip kindly put his Alegrias in D for me, playing some parts at half speed, and he can be heard saying a few words.
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