To my fellow guitar geeks: Interested in Eric Clapton’s thoughts on Strats, Martins and Les Pauls? Of course you are. Interested in his thoughts on ridiculously expensive reproductions of a handful of his personal faves, including the legendary and recently departed Brownie? Well…sure. Rolling Stone has compiled a trio of… Read More →
The Listening Room generally steers clear of politics, but it being Presidents’ Day season and all, we couldn’t let this go unnoticed. Like him or dislike him, President Obama isn’t all that bad a singer—at least with BB King, Buddy Guy and Mick Jagger backing him up on his home… Read More →
Great piece by my colleague Chris Serico who interviewed Buddy Guy last week in anticipation of the blues legend’s show at Purchase College. While the show is now history, there’s some great stuff here from one of the greatest electric blues player in the genre’s history. Here’s Chris’ piece, courtesy… Read More →
The most striking thing about Tal Wilkenfeld is her appearance. Small in stature, the 20-something Australian-born bassist looks like a mere teenager on stage, holding an instrument that at times seems oversized for her. But rest assured that Wilkenfeld holds her own on the bass. Just ask Jeff Beck, Chick… Read More →
The results are in…. Last Saturday we posted our first Listening Room readers’ poll, and we asked you to submit your lists of the greatest guitar players of all time. And boy, did you ever respond. In all, we received votes for more than 140 guitar players, and tallied those… Read More →
Murali Coryell spent years shunning his legacy. With an affinity for languages, he toyed with the idea of becoming a translator or an academic. Anything, he thought, but to become a musician and toil in the shadow of his father’s greatness. Because Larry Coryell is a veritable legend, a founder… Read More →
The last time I saw Johnny Winter he was playing the old Bay Street Theater in Sag Harbor, playing a show with Buddy Guy. And Johnny did what he always does on stage: He just put his dead down and wailed on the guitar for two hours. With a growl… Read More →
I’ve always remembered where I first heard that Stevie Ray Vaughan had died in that helicopter crash. I was on the Long Island Expressway coming home from the beach when the news came on the radio. It was late August, and I remember the initial relief was that Eric Clapton,... Read More →