Cordoba measures its days and times with the chords of a guitar. At the very heart of its ancient urban fabric, the agitation responds to the soleá of Juan Serrano. The only place in the world where you don’t look at the time… but rather listen to it. There are no quarters, no halves, no wholes. Only six strings which inexorably govern the creations of each day. The comings and goings in a flamenco city. In this nucleus that is the Tendillas, even the Great Captain, raised on the altars of history from the top of his horse in the triumphal sculpture of Mateo Inurria, listens captivated by the strumming of the guitar, raised on the pedestal of the the most remarkable clock in Córdoba. History and flamenco meet every fifteen minutes in Cordoba to pay homage to each other. One, in the wake of a soldier who became a Renaissance prince. From Montilla to Naples. The other as the monarch of the deepest and most authentic expression of art in search of eternity. Without geographical limits. And if one guitar marks the daily rhythm of Córdoba, another marks the sentimental and identity landscape of the Córdoba people who let themselves be carried away by the agreements and stages of their lives. There is no corner of this city, there is no nostalgia or moment of senequismo and happiness that does not mark its time with the touch of another gentleman, emblem of flamenco exploits throughout the world . In the city of ideas all imagined experiences occur, those which escape from the heart into the air and write the memory of the senses. In a land of poets where each verse is a moment in the intimate sound that accompanies us on a march of grace and beauty towards the platforms of time, the same city presented this week the weapons under the firm figure of Gonzalo Fernández of Córdoba in front of Vicente Amigo. , carving in stone the advantages of a reward like a glove. “For his international projection as one of the best guitarists in the world. For his talent and his long career of 36 years at the top, carrying flamenco and its deep cultural roots as his flag. Her feeling of belonging to Córdoba and her voice as an ambassador of the city and its culture. “An exceptional artist deserving of this award.” His music captivates all audiences, flamenco and non-flamenco, in a constant search for learning and eternity. “The word is time. Silence, eternity,” Vicente Amigo firmly proclaims. But always wanting to go back to being that little boy who hung on to a guitar in Fuensanta after falling in love with the black and white images of Paco de Lucía Innovator as the Great Captain in battle. Discreet, like Gonzalo Fernández de Córdoba at the palace. The most warlike of soldiers on the front of creation, like the famous Montillano. And faithful to a city he never wanted to leave. “Everything in my music is part of here, of Córdoba; This is my essence. Everything I do comes from Cordoba. How lucky we are that time passes each day between two great captains.
