Several years ago when I would plough the racks of Tower Records and HMV in search of obscure guitarists, I’d be recommended to listen to the ‘not-only-are-they-not-obscure, they-are-legends’ category first. You see, I had the impression that if you were good you’d be featured in a magazine. I’ve grown since.
This was during my Jobim phase. Some dude picked out a live recording by Bola Sete and asked,
“Heard this album?”
“You just have to…this album”
“I mean it.”
He meant well, as you can see.