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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by WetBandit, Jun 4, 2019.
Well, he did make it out of the bedroom!
Skills beyond that of most mortal guitarists! It sounds like a swarm of angry hornets.
I take it most of y'all don't know of Shawn Lane yet
That's like asking if Mario Andretti can drive the family minivan to the supermarket...
The thing that kind of bugs me about this type of playing is that 75% of the notes aren't really being played cleanly..you get the highest notes but the the majority of the notes are muted and squashed...To me it 'looks' more impressive than it sounds ..oh well somebody had to be 'that guy' lol.
This is one of the things that has always set Yngwie ahead of the pack. Like him, hate him, whatever, but the guy has impeccable technique. And he can kick really, really high.
Geez, what ever happened to three chords and the truth?
(Credit where credit is due. Technically incredible.)
Nobody wants to listen to this Schite but guitar players. It’s so passé. In the early 80’s my brother and I went to see Alan Hollsworth in a tiny club in downtown Denver. My ex wife and my brothers girlfriend wanted to come so we brought them. Hollsworth and Jeff Berlin were impeccable. My ex and my brothers girl friend both said it was the worst evening of their life. Not only is shred dead but it died in the late 80’s. And this is from a guy who can play fast and woodsheded for years. Real people don’t care and don’t want to hear it. Yuck and double yuck.
Here's the reality as I see it. I can't play anywhere close to that and I don't really enjoy hearing that being played...but if I actually applied myself, possibly the closer I got to what he's doing, the more I would enjoy playing AND hearing what he is playing. It's probably just another level of sophistication that you acquire as far as I know...
There's a reason why popular music is aimed at the lowest common denominator.
I was a teenager when shred was at its peak, and a friend from high school could play everything from the Rising Force (Yngwie's band) albums note-for-note. This was when we were sixteen or seventeen. In junior high, he had the entire Zeppelin catalog down cold. Playing was his passion, and he literally practiced (with purpose) for hours every day. He offered to help me get going with theory and the fast stuff, but the problem was that I was so busy with other stuff (particularly multiple school bands on multiple other instruments) that I simply didn't have the time to dedicate to getting that good. But I was around enough of it that I grew to really enjoy it.
I could do that, I just don't want to. My mom heard Robert Plant on my stereo when I was 17. She scoffs "That's just a bunch of screaming. I could do that."
See, I would like to listen to this guy for awhile. Is that what that busker was trying to sound like?
I’d rather listen to Wutang than Yngwie and I’m 65. Give me Abercrombie, Joe Pass, Methany, Wes, or Scott Henderson. I lived next door to two amazing classical violinists for 7 years. They put any shredders to shame. And they made there living teaching.
We all have our personal preferences. Myself, I don't really like country music in any shape or form. But I don't make a big deal out of it-especially around here.
No, those are two different approaches altogether. The busker was sticking to more of the old-school shred, which was based on a classical approach. Lane's playing has much more blues/rock & roll at its core, which makes it more familiar sounding for most people.
After writing and deleting a long winded post about art, story telling arcs, and music as an art form for communicating something that resonates with listeners, it all really boils down to: “it’s not my cup of tea.” Some people absolutely love this stuff, it’s all just personal taste. I mean no disrespect to the player, he certainly worked long and hard practicing to play that style at the level of seeming effortlessness with which he played it, I deeply respect his musical work ethic to get to his present ability.
No one to hold a candle to Allan Holdsworth yet...
Shred with soul.
Not my tempo.
Wankery or Envy.
He no doubt has the talent to adapt to any genre given the chance.