Jimmy Page: Number One

I was talking with a couple friends of mine the other day about riff Gods. In specific, I mentioned Jimmy Page as the top riffster, at which I paused, and then partially recanted as Keith Richards came to mind. They’re both quite able at writing the hook and hits but it was Page I aligned […]

Randy Rhoads: Jackson Rhoads

“All aboard, ha, ha, ha” Dun-nah…. Dun-nah, dun-nah, dun-nah “Ai, ai, ai”. That refrain, called out by John Michael Osbourne, also known as Ozzy, was my first exposure to the diminutive Randy Rhoads way back in the summer of 1981. I remember exactly where I was, in my friend Howie’s house, listening on a little, […]

David Gilmour: The Black Stratocaster

Quick question, do you know what the longest lasting album on the Billboard Top 200 is? What if I told you that this album has spent a total of 917 (as of November of 2015) weeks on the chart? Can you guess? The closest competitor is Bob Marley and the Wailers for the Legend greatest […]

Angus Young: 1968 Gibson SG

It was five days until my eighth birthday when AC/DC released their first album. I still lived in Maine, my parents hadn’t yet divorced and the USA was preparing the bicentennial with the tall ships in Boston in just 2 months. I remember gas was 20 cents a gallon and there weren’t any video games […]

George Lynch: ESP M1 Tiger

Despite having monikers such as ‘Mr. Scary’ or ‘Furious George’ and a band named the ‘Lynch Mob’, George Lynch is a statesman for metal and hard rock guitar while being a pretty nice guy. His current and past bands include Dokken, xCiter, Lynch Mob, Souls of We, KXM and a multitude of projects that pit […]

Jerry Cantrell: Blue Dress

I am a huge fan of Alice in Chains, from the opening of Facelift they had me. Think Jerry McGuire and Zellweger saying “You had me at hello” except it was more like “Take another Hit and Bury Your Brother.” You cannot imagine the smile on my face when I first heard Layne Staley call that […]

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. […]