flutefry wrote:craftsmanship...<snip>... artisanship...<snip>... a very high level of craft.
Indubitably. A well-made flute must have all three, in addition to the following:
Its architecture must also be absolutely impeccable. Note that 'impeccable' on its own is not superlative enough, its quality of impeccabilitude must be, in a word, Absolute. Absolutely absolute at that. The slightest hint of peccability in its architectureship and it's doomed.
It must scream quality. Loud enough to upset the neighbours in the early hours of a Sunday morning when you accidentally leave it assembled on the coffee-table after coming home pissed on a Saturday night.
If you look hard, you should be able to see the grain in the wood! This is a hallmark of a well-made wooden flute which sets it apart from the run-of-the-mill metal and plastic offerings on the market.
It should have superb fit and finish. That is, all the bits should fit, and it should be finished.
It should demand your respect, but you have to earn its respect too. If you accidentally leave it assembled on the coffee-table after coming home pissed on a Saturday night, you should wake to find that it's left a horse's head at the bottom of your bed.
It should kick butt. If you can't say "Wow! This flute kicks butt!!" then it's not well-made. When you emerge from your scratcher on a Sunday morning rubbing your bleary eyes and wondering how drunk you were that you scored with a horse's head after the session last night, it should jump off the coffee-table and kick your butt.
It should practically play itself! The tune should be 'The Home Ruler', or at least the C# from it. Maybe even louder than the sound of the razor scraping across your chin on a Sunday afternoon, definitely louder than the gentle buzzing of the flies around the horse's head, especially if you left the living-room window open.
Keys should not be clunky and should not impede playing (I know this is true 'cos I read it in a review). Especially if they're not fitted.
Oh, and Colin says "It should be free-blowing. Unlike the Paddy McChud embouchure-less model, or those flutes which have an alien proboscis which flies up out of the hole and blocks your lips whenever you try to play".