Gentlemen, it has recently come to my attention that I do not know nearly enough about maestros, and that I am not alone in this black lazaretto of deepest ignorance. In fact, my knowledge of the behavior of maestros derives entirely from a Far Side comic which depicted a skeleton sitting at a keyboard, with the caption "Shh! The maestro is decomposing!"
Please use this thread to inform me and the other ignorant members of the board on the subject of maestros. Who are they? What do they eat? How tall must one be to qualify as a maestro? Do they worship quaint and peculiar maestro gods? Do they experience the ordinary human emotions of love, anger, excitement at discount coupons, and ennui? Are they active during the daylight hours, or at night? Or are they perhaps crepuscular? Are they subject to mortality, or do they live outside the brute rules of our fleshly existence? Do they love me in particular? How do they communicate - through carefully selected fabric swatches? Is it possible that they walk among us without our knowing? How does one know if one is a maestro?
I look forward to your answers!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austin_Maestro
I already quoted the real definition to Marc but I think this is what he meant.
Kind of mean about his tailor though...
I am currently doing some work in Cowley, Oxford and am reminded that the Maestro was one of Britain's finest cars.
Yes they did compose more rapidly than they should have perhaps, but who would have thought that Mr. Morris' company would have produced vehicles such as that?
http://www.maestro.org.uk/maestro/
The very first tailor to be called a Maestro was a Indian gentleman by the name of Sanjit Sing who still works today in a small beach hut in Goa. It was Mr. Sing who first made the Norfolk sportscoat. This is a double breasted jacket, 8 button front with a snap collar. I was reliably given this information by his 12 year old son who was selling watermelon on the beach. I must admit it was a term I'd never heard of before but the boy was confident his information was correct. He then led me the 200 yards or so to the hut where I stood in line with around 20 wealthy Americans. Sadly by the time I was served by Mr. Sing snr. the promotion offer of two free bespoke shirts with each purchase had finished, however the coat has served me well over the last 3 months, in all that time I have only had a minor problem with the seam coming undone on one of the shoulders, oh, and I've lost a button. It wasn't cheap, if you want cheap try one of those crappy european two a penny Maestro's. Blah.
Well, there was this guy, at :27:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUuhmuFk6wk&NR=1
Johnny Maestro -Sincerely
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LpO5FP8WwnQ&feature=related
Thats Maestro Allah to you infidel. Mr. Grayson, sir.
OK, go on, I'll stand for it. Name some Maestros, apart from the ones that have made clothes for you. I'm not joking now Mr. Grayson, most unlikey I'd have heard of many (if any) so it'll be good for me to learn, always nice to look at clothes after all. I remember the first time I checked out Mr. Rubinacci young. Thats what I'm talking about when it comes to taste and style. Man, that's were its at for me. So cool.
Maestro stand up comic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbjfruZRjZ0
There was a maestro in a Seinfeld episode.
Theres a tailor(s) who is running her own firm based in Salford who posts on MC and she was trained (she says) in one of the SR firms, she always refers to the guy in charge as her master, doesn't say he is a master. I'll see if I can get hold of her and ask what the SP is with the term.