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He's the Archangel of the saz. The way he just puts the log through the band saw by eye. This is what I'm talking about. Let those of who do this do this without the merchandising and rhetoric. If I had a vacation coming up where I could travel far I would go to Turkey a meet this guy just to shake his holy hand. He's done this since 1957.
That was nice. And maybe now you understand why I yell about mental internet tutorials...... This guy knows. BTW. Did anyone notice how the young guy who plays at the end makes golpes...?
Decades ago when I lived in the part of Copenhagen with most turks (Vesterbro) I heard tons os sass music.
You know exactly what I'm just saying, merchandising, tutorials, blah blah blah, is not what it really is. This guy is what it really is. He's been real since 1957 and that woman who is a wonderful singer is not asking him how to make a saz or grilling him unmercifully about the difference between her ass and a Mulberry log.
Anyway I hope everyone takes this in. It's a beautiful thing. I love the sining too, muy flamenco in that Turkish way. Reminds me of the letras Inez Bacan sings about "Grand Turkey".
I dream of walking away from all my responsibilities and "first world problems" and having an apprenticeship with someone like this. Stephen, if I ever come into some money or get brave enough I may show up at your shop some day with a broom and a smile
Thank you. Very nice to see this beautiful work. Amazing that he bandsawed so close to where the template went, and the V-joint for the neck is very impressive. They even hold them in the traditional flamenco guitar position.
I used to order and pick up instruments for people in Texas from the famous Mexico City guitarrero Juan Pimentel Ramirez. I didn't make any profit. i didn't even cover my expenses. I just enjoyed dealing with the Maestro.
I picked up a first class guitar for a very close friend, who is an excellent player. "Maestro, my friend likes for two American centavos just to fit under the strings at the 12th fret."
"Do you happen to have two American centavos?" he asked.
I passed him the coins. The Maestro placed them under the strings, held the guitar up to the light, and handed it to a helper to loosen the strings while the Maestro worked on another task. He never stopped working, even while talking to a customer.
He popped the bone saddle out of the bridge, and made a mark on it with a ball point pen. No measuring device was used. The mark was made by eye. He walked over to a horizontal belt sander. Ssszzzt. He popped the saddle back into the bridge, and handed the guitar back to the helper for the strings to be tensioned and tuned. The helper handed the guitar to the Maestro, who refined the tuning for ten seconds, and handed the instrument to me without looking at the action.