Tough market, instrumental guitar. He was never a showboat like the Yngwies and Vais of the world. But that tone, man. 1000# violin as Satch called it. It's like butter, bacon, and sex all rolled into one.
I shall plead guilty and accept the judgement of the court. I imagine I'll end up behind bars. Probably 12 of them. Solitary confinement, just me and my blues.
Good one. I liked that, so I've put in a word with the Council of Van Halen Extremists. Which, oddly, does not include Gary Cherone. We're gonna let this one slide like Nazareth's Woke Up This Morning.