A friend of mine loves rootsy, tasteful, soulful, melodic guitar playing.
He thinks Jimmie Vaughan can play circles around brother Stevie Ray. See what I mean? The guy is a purist.
So my friend would love these guitarists — love to murder and dismember them.
Guitarist No. 1 needs four necks on his guitar:
This guy plays with taste — the taste of a methamphetamine speedball:
This guy actually needs a third hand:
Tapping goes awry, very very awry:
And now, the best for last — it’s all in the eyes: