#guitar

Maybe its a case of one guitar feeling a certain way to the hands that makes one subsequently move differently over the strings, but my intent is always to wring the maximum emotional resonance out of the object in hand. ↗

— Gary Lucas

#case #certain #certain way #differently #emotional

I was playing with steel picks on a steel guitar, and there was no amplification needed. ↗

— Brownie McGhee

#guitar #i #needed #picks #playing

Even though there are some great keyboard players on the album, there are a number of songs with no keyboard on them and the backing is all guitar oriented. This is first time I've ever done this actually. ↗

— Lee Ritenour

#album #backing #done #even #ever

I've always thought that the act of playing the guitar was the act of trying to make a point of playing the guitar. ↗

— Mick Ronson

#always #guitar #i #make #playing

People do ask, 'Are you going to embellish this stuff?' I wouldn't change any of my guitar parts. ↗

— Joey Santiago

#ask #change #embellish #going #guitar

I just have some restaurants to just go and eat there. Do mean places to watch people? I like to go shopping look for guitars and stuff with my friends. Look at Meyer, great old instruments, talk about pedals and stuff. ↗

— Jason Schwartzman

#eat #friends #go #great #guitars

T-Bone Walker was a big influence on just about every guitar player around. ↗

— Johnny Winter

#around #big #big influence #every #guitar

Nobody could understand why a guy would love his guitar, then all of a sudden turn around and try to destroy it. Jimi was just different. ↗

— Bobby Womack

#could #destroy #different #guitar #guy

Quinn spoke their language—all mystery and inside jokes, scarred souls and statement shirts. It was a beautiful moment for him—in his element and completely happy. When they started playing, he leaned over and whispered in my ear. “See that guitar?” I nodded. “That’s a 1969 Martin D28. Hear me when I say if I had to choose between a beautiful girl and that guitar, I’d choose the guitar. Natch.” He took a huge gulp of water, clearly affected. “Naturally,” I whispered. “It could be why you’re still single. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#glass-girl #guitar #henry-whitmire #indie-band #laura-anderson-kurk

I was ten when I heard the music that ended the first phase of my life and cast me hurtling into a new horizon. Drenched to the skin, I stood on Dunoon’s pier peering seawards through diagonal rain, looking for the ferry that would take me home. There, on the everwet west coast of Scotland, I heard it: like sonic scalpels, the sounds of electric guitars sliced through the dreich weather. My body hairs pricked up, each one a willing receiver for the Thunder-God grooves. To my young ears, the sound of these amplified guitars was angelic (although, with hindsight, I don’t suppose angels play Gibson guitars at ear-bleeding volume). A voice that suggested vocal chords of polished silver soared alongside razor-sharp overdriven riffs. I knew that I was hearing the future. ↗

— Mark Rice

#heavy-metal #mark-rice #metallic-dreams #rite-of-passage #rock-music