“Hey! You! Yeah you! Lookin’ to buy something special?
No no, we’re all out of cats, no cats for sale.
What happened to the cats you say? None of your business!
But I DO have a lovely guitar here….
Good eye! It IS broken! But believe me, it once played BEAUTIFULLY!
Anyway, I’ll give you a great deal on this guitar… just name your price….”
My father, a concert Classical Guitarist, instilled in me a love for the classical guitar from a young age. However, in these works, the guitar is intentionally broken, symbolizing a shattered communication system akin to the broken aspects of government and human endeavors. Despite the bleak undertones, a playful and dark humor injects a certain levity into the narrative.