#guitars

There's something about the rawness of the live thing, there's no rhythm guitars behind the solo, nothing other than what you hear the people playing at that moment. It's exciting, it's about the performance. ↗

— Chad Smith

#behind #exciting #guitars #hear #live

I used to cut guitars out of a piece of cardboard to copy the Strat look. I used a backwards tennis racket for a while and graduated to the cardboard cutout. ↗

— Rick Springfield

#cardboard #copy #cut #graduated #guitars

We've got horse property and there's other stuff to do. Like, four wheel driving, we barbeque, drink beers, sit around and play guitars and have a merry 'ol time. ↗

— Lita Ford

#beers #drink #driving #four #got

My first wife said, 'It's either that guitar or me,' you know -- and I give you three guesses which one went. ↗

— Jeff Beck

#marriage #music #marriage

I'm full of dust and guitars. ↗

— Syd Barrett

#full #guitars #i

My older sister encouraged me from early on and bought me one of the first guitars I had. She listened to all of the crappy songs that I wrote when I was 8 years old and encouraged me to keep doing it. ↗

— Tracy Chapman

#crappy #doing #early #encouraged #first

When you go to awards shows these days, you can walk through a room and they give you everything for free: sunglasses, guitars, stuff for the wife. ↗

— Jordan Knight

#days #everything #free #give #go

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

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

I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I'm lost in the music. Until I am the music--notes and chords, the melody and harmony. It hurts, but it's okay because when I'm the music, I'm not me. Not sad. Not afraid. Not desperate. Not guilty. ↗

— Jennifer Donnelly

#guilt #guitars #harmony #music #sad