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George Clinton's book. Here is a short excerpt:
"Before he started, I told him to play like his mother had died, to picture that day, what he would feel, how he would make sense of his life, how he would take a measure of everything that was inside of him and let it out through his guitar. Eddie was the kind of player who rose to the challenge. If you gave him instructions or a prompt, he'd come around to it. And when he started playing, I knew immediately that he understood what I meant. I could see the guitar notes stretching out like a silver web. . . .it was maybe the first time that our emotional ability as artists matched our technical ability as players."
Sarz, you've got good taste in music
This post was edited by Master_Zappy on Dec 26 2015 08:49pm