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Roland Dyens: 3 Saudades No. 1: Dedièe A. Ponce (Guitar solo)

As a musician, I found that the music of Heitor Villa-Lobos 'spoke' to me early on and had a profound effect on me. And it is not difficult to recognise the influence of popular Brazilian music (from...

Although this piece could equally well be called 'Homage to Leo Brouwer', its title will be instantly recognised as a paraphrase of the Cuban composer and conductor's own Elogio de la danza (1964). Th...

This, my first concerto, and the work I hold dearest even today, nevertheless cost me not only three months of composition but also several years of doubt and revision. It was first performed in Canne...

Although Rythmaginaires was published before Côté Sud, it is actually my second ensemble piece, and is genuinely written for eight guitars. Having whetted my appetite on Côté Sud a few years earlier,...

This is my first composition for guitar ensemble. At the time, there were few important works in this format, and they hardly sparked off my imagination (they included vague transcriptions of music by...

The sole (official) duet of my output was composed in Denmark, long after its elder brother Côté Sud. The unity of place, as the title suggests, was a determining factor and guided my feet - and my pe...

Following in the footsteps of L'Allusive, this title is a sort of double homage to two musicians who have meant a great deal to me, Leo Brouwer and Leonard Bernstein. The first page includes a distant...

Muguets. This piece was composed in the spring and remains one of my favourites (like the lily-of-the-valley of the title). It is a light little waltz with a Parisian perfume, and is dedicated to a Co...

Lille Song. Li'l song, as I pronounce it. This is the little sister to Mambo des nuances and is just as simple. Try it out gently at first and it will soon fall into place. Mambo des nuances. Although...

This work was commissioned by the Santo Tirso festival in Portugal, and while it does not drag us inexorably along the shorelines of the dark 'fado' (from the Latin 'fatum', destiny), it does transpor...