I think “Canon in D” may be my favorite classical song, and Per-Olov Kindgren is a damn fine classical guitarist; so, ya know, good combo right there.

You may want to acquire a sandwich and/or a lady of the night for this video, as it is approximately ten minutes long.  And as we all know, internet users have the attention span of a retarded poodle who’s been in its kennel all day.

Damn good song for ol’ Per to come back with after not having posted for like a month.  I was starting to worry that he had angered the Albanian Mafia and that we were going to have to get Liam Neeson on the case.

Yep, looks like he had a good day, right there.

I don’t know if you’ve realized this yet, but I love everything classical guitar.  Especially when really talented classical guitarists interpret Beatles songs and it doesn’t suck.  Like Naudo doing Sgt. Pepper’s “With a Little Help from My Friends,” for instance.  This is like my new porn.  Now, if only Naudo was a hot Spanish chick.

Beautiful.

Once again, the talent/genius/beauty of classical guitarist Per-Orlov Kindgren has stopped by to visit us.  This song, “For My Love,” was inspired by Per saying something that pissed of his lady-chick, which I can relate to.  Like that one time I told Ms. Nagzilla that all of the supermodels on TV are, in fact, pretty than her.  Well excuse me!  Do you want someone who’s honest or do you want someone who hasn’t called for three days because the Taco Shack’s dance squad wanted to go on a road trip even though you told them it was unwise with these gas prices… wait… dammit.

I don’t remember exactly when I stumbled across classical guitar virtuoso Per-Orlov Kindgren on YouTube, but that was a good day my friends.  If you want to watch and learn technique than Per is a great player to watch.  If you want to have some excellent background music on than this guitarist will deliver in aces.  Anywayholycrapthatsquirrelisfrigginhuge, here is Per playing his beautiful piece, “For My Love.”  Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go and try to convince the Loch Ness Monster that we can both share my pond, and that he doesn’t have to bite my torso off every time I step off the dock.

- Bluto -