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These were times of change in the flamenco world. In just two years, from 1973 to 1975, three groundbreaking compositions emerged from three guitar geniuses: Paco de Luc\u00eda\u2019s Entre dos Aguas,<\/em> Manolo Sanl\u00facar\u2019s Caballo Negro<\/em>, and Ni\u00f1o Miguel\u2019s Vals Flamenco<\/em> marked the history of the genre and established the viability of instrumental flamenco which today holds great importance. Ni\u00f1o Miguel, the youngest of the three, earned a reputation that, due to various problems, he was not able to develop. He would spend decades lost \u2013 neither sought nor found, but forgotten \u2013 wandering the streets of his city.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Born to a family in Almeria, son of Miguel el Tomate, and uncle of Tomatito, he received the Honorary Award at the National Flamenco Guitar Competition of the venerable pe\u00f1a Los Cern\u00edcalos<\/em> in Jerez. Ni\u00f1o Miguel recorded two albums with the support of Paco de Luc\u00eda. In 2005, the great guitarist and friend of Miguel, Juan Carlos Romero, pulled him together to give a surprising recital at the Joaqu\u00edn Turina Hall in Seville which I was fortunate enough to attend and review. There was a powerful emotional charge. His deteriorated appearance, beyond the thirty years that had passed since his moment of fame, elicited a muted gasp of astonishment among those of a certain age who remembered him as an adolescent. Alone on stage without caj\u00f3n, hand-clapping or exotic instruments, he took his seat and apologized mumbling something about not being well, and began to build beautiful mysterious sounds with an absolutely dynamic attack, owing much to Paco de Luc\u00eda, with hints of Sabicas through Paco, but with his own personality and original music, surprisingly fresh to our ears. You could see he had a close relationship with his instrument. He tuned on the fly like the most polished professional, and modulated between scales with ease. You would have expected worse technique, and certainly he didn’t play at the current level, nor far from it. Nor was it negligible considering the difficulty of the material. He shyly accepted the first enthusiastic applause.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The following day they called me from the Huelva radio station: \u201cWe saw your review… but does this guy really play so well?\u201d asked the newsman, barely holding back his laughter. \u201cWe’re used to him here, he always goes down the street barefoot. Every city has its nut case, right? But does he really play well?” I replied yes, and that it was necessary to take care of him, get him off the street, and provide him with a decent guitar. I understand there were several well-intentioned attempts to get him better living conditions, medical attention, and also a guitar\u2026which was soon lost or stolen from him in the street.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n In 2007, we all cried that afternoon at Seville\u2019s Teatro Central when Romero dedicated a piece to Ni\u00f1o Miguel, and the musicians played barefoot as a gesture of solidarity with that lost soul.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n
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