Gibson: In Depth

There’s David, then there’s Goliath. Gibson is a bit of a Goliath. The absolute monstrosity that is Gibson reaches back through the advent of American pop culture, 2 world wars (and several regional), prohibition and McCarthyism. Fueling every genre of music, from folk to djent and everything in between, Gibson, along with Fender, were, hell, […]

Keith Richards: Micawber

You know, when I think of Keith Richards, it’s kind of like this surrealistic stereotype of 60s rockers, well, 60s rockers who survived. Keith looks ancient, seriously, but he’s just 73 years old. Are you kidding me? 73?! No way, that ain’t right. I have to say, I like affecting a Keith Richards’ mumble, this […]

Peter Frampton: The Phenix

Nope, not a typo, that’s the name of the triple pickup, black, 1954 Les Paul Custom that graces the cover of eponymously named Frampton Comes Alive. The Phenix, like its’ namesake, went through fire only to be born again. An amazing story spanning more than 30 years but should take less than 10 minutes to tell. […]

Yngwie J. Malmsteen: The Duck

I’ll be honest, when I first heard Yngwie (pronounced ING-vay) I thought someone was playing a rock guitar album too fast (I had a similar reaction to Paul Gilbert as well). Seriously, it seemed physically impossible to have such speed and fluidity. I listened to that first album by Lars Johan Yngve Lannerbäck in the […]

Eddie Van Halen: Frankenstrat

It was 1978, Jimmy Carter was president, Elvis had been dead a year and “Help us Obi-Wan, you are our only hope” was echoing in our ears. Guitarists in the US were struggling to find an identity in the wash of punk, weak 70s rock, Led Zeppelin, and new wave all mixed together. Bands like the Clash, […]

Jimi Hendrix: The Woodstock Strat

It was August of ’69, about a month after the US put three men into a tiny little can and shot them to the moon. The war in Vietnam was raging, Johnson was president and a little music festival called Woodstock happened over the course of 4 days, August 15th-18th, in Bethel, NY. I was […]

Getting Started with my Jackson

Here is a picture of my Jackson guitar’s headstock, that’s the place guitarists twiddle those round thingies to tune our instruments. Those round thingies point to the sky, to me they represent what’s possible where as the bridge (the other end of the strings) gives us the foundation, the root of the power we send […]