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i'm not gonna post a bunch of youtubes.....but

 

Tommy Emmanuel

first time i heard the original Van Halen album....1979

first time i heard Yngwie's first album

first time i heard Eric Johnsons album Tones

when i saw Stanley Jordan on the Johnny Carson Show performing Elanor Rigby

 

today, of those....the only guys who STILL blows my sox off is Tommy :facepalm:

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Local guitar hero Vito Petrocitto Jr. is always either making me want to throw in the towel or start from scratch. Either way, I'm constantly in awe of his skills.

 

(skip to 1:30 in for when he starts playing. Awesome solo at 2:40, but the one at 4:00 kills me)

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Well not to go through the list of every guy who made me want to turn my axes into furniture, but yesterday I watched an old Gary Moore DVD from his Blues phase and was blown out of my shoes. I could careless about all the sweep picking ,1,000 note per second non musical players (though I love some shredders) but the tone was just so fat and his lines and runs just blazing ,dead perfect bending and heart and soul,soul,soul. Does not really get any better.

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My stepson played Satriani's "Alway With Me, Always With You" note for note at his 8th grade talent show. He even had recorded and mixed the bass and rhythm parts onto tape for backup so he could play the lead live with full accompaniment as originally recorded.

 

I was proud, humbled and discouraged all at the same time. I got him going on guitar, but he blew by me like the roadrunner passes Wiley Coyote. I had to throw out my Acme guitar lesson books.

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Guthrie Govan, also ... (long story here)

I used to regularly attend this jam night at my local pub, every week I'd go down and play some songs, have a few beers, chat about music, guitars etc. One day these three guys who'd i'd never met before came in, sat down, instruments in their cases, after I finished my number they got up and played a song, one of the guys must have been like 12 or 13, had a MIA fender strat, his parents were with him...gives off a certain stereotype...anyway.

 

This kid was just mindblowlingly good, I mean he was playing these blues licks and it was astounding. He seemed to have masted everything, emotion, accuracy, speed, dynamics, articulation, EVERYTHING was covered, he stayed up for another number and a couple of my mates pressured me to go jam with him, so I did...wandered on up with this beaten up ass les paul to jam and he asked me if he could feel the weight of my guitar????

 

So I'm like, sure dude, whatever like, he feels it and asks for a swap just for the next song, i gave him a bit of a funny look... but he had a MIA strat so I willingly obliged. Anyway, we jammed, i kept up for a while but i eventually stopped playing from losing concentration staring at his blistering solos.

 

A little peaved, I sulked off murmuring something about him being a no life and must have no friends, spend all his time practising, crappy way to spend a childhood etc etc. he went for a sit down too.

 

I later spoke to the guy who organized the jam night about it and he told me that this kid had been in a wheel chair his entire life, his parents gave him a guitar to occupy his time when he wanted to be out playing with his friends, but couldn't. He literally spent all this time on his guitar because he literally couldn't do anything else, it was pretty much all he knew, he didnt have much of an education because he suffered from some illness (the name of it escapes me) that meant he had to undergo regular surgery and doctors checkups. He'd been out of a wheelchair for a few weeks, but was still very weak (hense the guitar swapping) He'd had a few private lessons from clapton and quite a few of the others blues greats, who'd apparently just been so inspired by his story they had to meet him.

 

He'd been given another year to live.

 

I actually couldn't bare to touch a guitar again for absolutely ages, it just made me feel so horrendous, to think i'd prejudged this kid, given him these funny looks and just generally had these awful thoughts about him, when I didn't know anything about him. I went over and chatted to him for a while afterwards, but for so many reasons, that flat out made me want to throw in the towel.

 

Tl;Dr - Some kid fried my ass at a jam night, I was a douche, he had some major illness and couldnt play with his friends so played guitar his whole 13 year life, i felt like a tool.

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Speaking of Kottke, and I am a long-time fan, his cover of "Little Martha" fits this thread, because although it was a great homage to Duane Allman and Dicky Betts, it was also like saying, "you don't need no two guitar players to play this song Beeyatch!" But it was more an homage to Duane who would have kept playing even though Leo served him had he not eaten a peach.

 

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But this song is not often talked about, but it is my favorite Kottke tune. Love it.

 

Waltz - This is one that's hard to wrap your head around from the composition sense, but I think it's the most beautiful song he's done. It's particularly fun to extract the melody from this piece.

 

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Guthrie Govan, also ... (long story here)

I used to regularly attend this jam night at my local pub, every week I'd go down and play some songs, have a few beers, chat about music, guitars etc. One day these three guys who'd i'd never met before came in, sat down, instruments in their cases, after I finished my number they got up and played a song, one of the guys must have been like 12 or 13, had a MIA fender strat, his parents were with him...gives off a certain stereotype...anyway.


This kid was just mindblowlingly good, I mean he was playing these blues licks and it was astounding. He seemed to have masted everything, emotion, accuracy, speed, dynamics, articulation, EVERYTHING was covered, he stayed up for another number and a couple of my mates pressured me to go jam with him, so I did...wandered on up with this beaten up ass les paul to jam and he asked me if he could feel the weight of my guitar????


So I'm like, sure dude, whatever like, he feels it and asks for a swap just for the next song, i gave him a bit of a funny look... but he had a MIA strat so I willingly obliged. Anyway, we jammed, i kept up for a while but i eventually stopped playing from losing concentration staring at his blistering solos.


A little peaved, I sulked off murmuring something about him being a no life and must have no friends, spend all his time practising, crappy way to spend a childhood etc etc. he went for a sit down too.


I later spoke to the guy who organized the jam night about it and he told me that this kid had been in a wheel chair his entire life, his parents gave him a guitar to occupy his time when he wanted to be out playing with his friends, but couldn't. He literally spent all this time on his guitar because he literally couldn't do anything else, it was pretty much all he knew, he didnt have much of an education because he suffered from some illness (the name of it escapes me) that meant he had to undergo regular surgery and doctors checkups. He'd been out of a wheelchair for a few weeks, but was still very weak (hense the guitar swapping) He'd had a few private lessons from clapton and quite a few of the others blues greats, who'd apparently just been so inspired by his story they had to meet him.


He'd been given another year to live.


I actually couldn't bare to touch a guitar again for absolutely ages, it just made me feel so horrendous, to think i'd prejudged this kid, given him these funny looks and just generally had these awful thoughts about him, when I didn't know anything about him. I went over and chatted to him for a while afterwards, but for so many reasons, that flat out made me want to throw in the towel.


Tl;Dr - Some kid fried my ass at a jam night, I was a douche, he had some major illness and couldnt play with his friends so played guitar his whole 13 year life, i felt like a tool.

 

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No body makes me feel that way. It's kind of a pointless and detrimental way of thinking. If everybody stopped doing what they did because someone did it better nothing would ever get done. Art would stop.

 

It should inspire and push you to do better, not stop. If your ambition is that fragile maybe you chose the wrong hobby.

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