Tuesday, March 08, 2016

Guitar, Guitar.

Today has all been about the late, great Robert Quine.
Without doubt, he's my favourite guitarist of all time. The man was an absolute genius - a virtuoso - but what he did never ventured into self-indulgence, or noodling. Instead, every note has a purpose, and a heartbeat. There's so much dynamism, and energy, in his playing, that sometimes, it leaves me quite breathless. He's more punk than anyone else I know, yet he was a consummate professional, and on top of that, hardly fitted the "punk" stereotype.
I could write a million words - and still never make you believe. The only way is to watch him in action.

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