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![]() ![]() So, every Tuesday night for five years I got a guitar lesson. My dad drove me to Bill Salus' house while pointing out songs on the radio by Duane Eddy and Chuck Berry. It would be nice to say I had some sort of arcane "blues-ey" roots, but I was born of AM radio and golden age television. So were my friends in music, so there was a great local music scene in the 60's, 70's and the 80's. Being a baby boomer, I was about 12 or 13 when "they" happened. It was remarkable! Two guitars in one band! Outside of "The Ventures", unheard of! I had already been playing in bands for a few years, so I lived through and felt the full force of the change in music brought by the Beatles. At that point, I became a guitar player in bands for life. It was all those years of support for live regional music that was crucial to me personally, because that's how I learned music and the guitar. By doing and reviewing ad nauseum. And Study. You learn it by studying it, and you learn by doing it with others. |
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