Jeff Beck has left the building.
I seem to remember catching him and Foghat at the City Aud in Bibleburg when I was a Mad Pup, not yet gone full Dog. But I was usually full of those gosh-darned old drugs back then and often saw and heard things that other people swore up and down were not really there.
The Yardbirds were definitely a part of my teenage playlist. And you have to tip your sombrero to a fella who’s down to punch it with Jimmy Page, John Paul Jones, Keith Moon, and Nicky Hopkins (“Beck’s Bolero”) or slow it down with Harold Arlen and Yip Harburg (“Over the Rainbow”).
But that train was comin’. And Jeff had to get on board.
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January 12, 2023 at 5:18 pm |
I was late to Jeff Beck just like the rest of the players in that time. When I became aware of him later, on a Clapton Crossroads Guitar Festival DVD, I was more into blues and singer songwriter stuff. so, I was more impressed with Stefen Grossman and Keb Mo.
January 12, 2023 at 5:35 pm |
Those fellas know their way around the fretboard, don’t they?