On Playing the Guitar, Segovia Didn’t Always Have the Last Word


This week, I was reminded of a story that my dad, Nathan I. Daniel, a pioneer in the field of electric guitars and musical instrument amplifiers, used to tell about the time he met Andres Segovia, perhaps the greatest guitarist the world has ever known.

The meeting took place in the early 1950s at the Bronx, New York, factory of Mario Maccaferri, a luthier (guitar craftsman) whose life and career defy compression into a single phrase.* At the time of the meeting, my dad was working out how best to manufacture an electric guitar. He and Maccaferri were talking when who should casually drop in but Maccaferri’s friend Segovia. What unfolded then, as Dad recounted it, was a trilingual – English, Spanish, Italian – conversation about guitars, which my dad managed to follow, mostly, thanks to all the gesturing.

After a while, the conversation turned to the proper way to play the instrument. A macho man, Maccaferri rose from his chair and said the guitar should be played while standing so as to show one’s mastery, one’s dominance over the instrument. Segovia demurred. He said the guitar should be played in one’s lap, while seated – “as though caressing a beautiful woman.”

“No,” came Maccaferri’s response. “When you play with the guitar in your lap, you look like a monkey scratching your belly!”


* Maccaferri, born in Italy in 1900, had a long and distinguished career both as a guitar vituoso and as a luthier and designer of some extraordinary instruments, including those played by jazz immortal Django Reinhardt. After an injury to his hand ended Maccaferri’s concert career, he branched out into the manufacture of clarinet and saxophone reeds. Immigrating to the U.S. just before World War II erupted in Europe, he was soon unable to get the raw material needed for his reeds, which came from France, overrun by Nazi Germany in 1940. The resourceful Maccaferri found a good plastic substitute for natural reeds, and this eventually led him back to guitar making. He began designing and manufacturing high-quality plastic guitars and ukuleles – serious instruments. Not toys. And it was in this period that my dad looked him up.

For more information about Nathan I. Daniel and Danelectro, please see the relevant posts on my Braindrops Blog.

2 replies
  1. John Gunderson
    John Gunderson says:

    My father work for Fort Monmouth at Camp Evans in their Patent Office from 1947 til he retired in 1975. He was a patent agent. I wonder if their paths ever crossed. I do have a question, when did your father move his factory to Neptune City?

    • Howard Daniel
      Howard Daniel says:

      I don’t imagine our fathers’ paths crossed, since my dad left Fort Monmouth at the end of the war and went back into business for himself, starting Danelectro by 1947. To answer your other question, he moved the factory to Neptune City in 1960 or thereabouts.


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