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Full Set - SRV: All you need to know.
Oh my god shut your face it's an Albert King/ SRV lick and Marty is teaching it and oh fuck.... Shot my load.
Damn right I’ve got the blues!
From my head down to my shoeeees
Next Thursday night I'll be seeing this man!
Stevie Ray Vaughan - Cold Shot
Blues with a sense of humor. A classic.
Obligatory strat and pedal shot.
2 watts of Vox blues fury.
SHUT UP AND LEARN THIS!!!!!!!!!
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The Gibson guitar factory in Memphis, Tennessee. God, I miss it.
Cream.
stomp on de pedal
Oh yeah! I picked up one these today. So fun the play with! Anything from clean boost to full on overdrive. Classic Boss.
Death Death Motivational Speach Death
The drama surrounding D.D.S.D. continues:
Your rock-and-roll, devil-may-care attitude is B.S. Washington.
You might think you can just breeze through life with your James Dean good looks and icy punk-rock stare, but one day man… One Day… BAM! Your convertible has flipped that guard rail and you’re going down. That’s the moment Washington, that right there is the moment. Your head an inch from impact, engine revving out of control, the last seconds of your hipster life. That’s the moment when you think about your friends and family, your dog, those summer nights by the harbor, drinking 40s on the beach front; You think of all those things in that last moment. Just before your head gets smeared in the dirt; And finally you get. You finally have that moment. I wish I’d just ignored all the bullsh!t, all the posing, all the morons and just gave a damn. That’s what you’re thinking. I wish I’d actually cared. Did something that meant something.
But it’s too f@cking late now. Your about to be another cool dead guy. You’re going to be remembered as that nonchalant son-of-a-bitch from that bad arsed blues band. That guy who leaned on the wall backstage, gave a nod every once in a while in between pentatonic boxes and empty whisky glasses. Played a few shows, got a few laughs. I mean sure, that band was really really bad arsed, but what was it all for? Hey Washington, what was it all for? So some rookie paramedic could scrape your brains out of the Californian dust bowl between fits of vomiting? So your well dressed band mates could stand somberly in the rain while they lower what’s left of you into the ground. This isn’t the f@cking November Rain film-clip Washington! This is the real thing @rsehole! You don’t bounce when you hit the pavement here son.
You need to drag yourself out of this miasma of cool you find yourself in, strap on that god damn American Made Fender Stratocaster, and kill this nonchalant trip before it kills you.
You’re a fine mess kid.
Email extract from Dog Hopkins to Fats G Washington dated 28 February 1979.
Back in the Doghouse - Seasick Steve
Blues 101: Look hurt.
Frothing to get this Ted Weber Chicago Vintage Ceramic 8" in my little practice cab tonight. Ahhh... the tone journey continues!
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