Biography

I am a self-educated guitarist feeding the internet with instrumental videos. A large part of my free time is spent to compose and record short pieces for solo guitar in various styles. Music is not my job, just a passion with ups and downs but still alive after nearly four decades. In the narrative below I tried to describe the main stages of this musical background.

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fred-enfant

60’s. We are in 1967, somewhere in Vendée (France), likely Les Sables d’Olonne. Smiling with my hands in the pockets, I have no clue of what is going to be my life. The year after, the famous May 1968 events sow confusion in the country. The general strike is installed and demonstrations keep coming. I retain no memories of this period. I have already the head over the clouds and do certainly not feel concerned by all this fuss.

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fred-16ans

70’s. I start the guitar around 14. I work alone during hours and never get tired. No teacher, no advice, my fingers suffer but I like it! I remember very well when this photo was taken, in Saint-Michel en l’Herm, my native land. I pose in the garden, under the fig tree, with a wonderful black folk guitar, which was difficult to play but very nice-looking. With the special hair-cut, it was perfect to spend white nights on Beluga Beach. The steel strings are definitely not for me. I decide once for all to play on nylon.  At that time, my main concern is not the studies but rather learning Marcel Dadi’s songs, which I work relentlessly. The results follow. It is the glorious time of fingerpicking, vinyl records and tablature. Great and unforgettable slice of life.

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fred-mariage

80’s. Ten years have gone. I now develop my repertoire with classical standards. I feel so good playing with my guitar that I should normally plan to go further and try to make a living out of it. But I never consider that option and take another path. I find a job and devote my spare time to my young family. No more room for the guitar! On the picture above we are in July 1986. I got just married the day before and during the lunch, I play Swingy Blues, a Marcel Dadi’s song.  Ten years later, Marcel passed away in the crash of TWA Flight 800, off the coast of Long Island.

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fred-styves

90’s. In 1993, I wake up my guitar that is sleeping in its case for too long. I’m rusty but happy. In few months of hard work I manage to get my feeling back and in parallel start to compose on regular basis.  The first attempts are a bit clumsy but here again I have fun in doing this. On this picture, we are in 2001 in the area of Paris. I work on a sheet music collection – Le Chant du Spleen – that will be published at Delatour Editions.

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2000’s. In 2006 I create FMGUITAR YouTube channel and get access to a wide audience. Soon the feedback is very positive. The title Medieval Song reaches more than two millions views. Overall, my videos accumulate more than 8 millions views and attract 30000 subscribers. As I get lot of requests for sheet music, I develop my own website where people can download most of my works. When I started the guitar 40 years ago,  I  couldn’t hope for a more beautiful journey!

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