On Saturday evening St Peter’s Church in Kinver was full of expectant people awaiting the appearance of local guitarist Michael Christian Durrant. Outside it was chilly and more than a little breezy, but inside candles blazed aloft at the end of every pew and a warm magenta glow lit up the sandstone around the stained glass of the magnificent east window. In the chancel, the stage – purpose-built – was set.
This was no ordinary local musician. Publicity had promised us quality in the shape of “A forerunner in the new generation of classical guitarists” (BBC Radio 3), and as soon as Michael opened his performance with an arrangement of Greensleeves, we knew we were in safe and astonishingly talented hands. The familiar melody emerged from elaborate textures created by a mere six strings and I could sense a kind of delighted relaxation amongst the audience. We were in for a treat.Continue Reading