One night, mid-Nineties, after catching a great set by singer-songwriter (not yet children's music superstar) Dan Zanes at New York City's Fez, I stuck around to take in "a bit" of the next act on the bill, the still-unknown-to-me Candy Butchers. Thirty minutes later, much to my surprise and delight, I was still glued to my chair.
If you take some of the greatest guitarists of our time, the one thing they have in common is that they know their fretboard like the back of their hand. If you look at a guitarist like Joe Satriani or Steve Vai or Yngwie Malmsteen, you’ll notice how their hands just seem to dance across the fretboard without looking at it.
To some degree, your guitar solos will always sound a bit predictable to your own ear. After all, you listen to them all the time and you’re painfully familiar with your own playing style. So it sort of has the same effect that listening to a song over and over again would have.
In the newest edition of "Playback," I discuss a fairly new, but incredibly innovative record: Lost In the Dream by the War On Drugs. With Gene Simmons (and so many other stars) discussing rock's demise, you might be thinking all these naysayers have a point. In 2014, where else can the guitar be taken? Where can rock go?
"I remember hearing 'Hey Jude' by Wilson Pickett and calling either Ahmet Ertegun or Tom Dowd and saying, 'Who's that guitar player?'" says Eric Clapton in the top video below. It turns out the guitar player was a 22-year-old Duane Allman, aka "Skydog."