I've loved guitarist Scott Tennant for years, ever since I first saw The LAGQ's "Loose Canon." I love his expressions (facial), his expressiveness (musical), and the way the guitar looks like a toy in his huge (yet gentle) hands.
I've loved François Couperin's "Les Barricades Mistérieuses" for ages. (Yes, Sam Rocha, long before I first saw Tree of Life and recognized the piece's central role in my favorite moment from the film, I loved it.)
And I've loved the guitar since long before I even know Scott Tennant and François Couperin existed. In fact, John Williams and Peter Hurford performing Bach's "Wachet Auf!" is my first musical memory. Ever. So, yeah. The guitar and I go way back.
All of which is merely preface.
Fantastic stuff, including the massive, happy smile that engulfs his face as he finishes. Which is, coincidentally, exactly what I looked like when he finished. I'm pretty sure I could listen to that for hours. (No, I'm not prepared to say if that's EXACTLY what I've been doing for the past few days. And no, of course I won't tell anyone if you go to this InfiniteLooper page "some kind person" set up and listen to it non-stop for the next little while. Your secret's safe with me.)