FAN: Juke Joint Duo

That's me with Cedric Burnside and Lightnin' Malcolm. Yes, the picture is shitty because the guy I went with is a technophobe. Just as the Droid was flashing he yanked it away to say "it's not working". Thanks. I think you can tell it's me. We were having some beers on a patio when Cedric came out of the place and walked right past us. We were having an Arrogant Bastard 22 oz. (not me) and a Voodoo White Magick Of The Sun (me).

These small venues are awesome for meeting the artists after the show. The opening band was Beaucoup Blue. I would almost classify them as roots, but they ended the set with a really good double dip of blues. They are kind of folksy but still kick it a little in places even though they are a 2-piece guitar father and son duo. I guess the drummer left after recording the videos on YouTube. The dad has an intresting style that you probably cant appreciate unless you listen to every song link to hear all the different solos. He plucks, slides and bangs his many guitars. They were entertaining to say the least.

As for Cedric and Lightnin'? Wow. I read a review of Lightnin's playing and it was spot on....they called him a raggedy ass virtuoso, lol. At times he seemed like he wasn't even playing yet there was a wall of guitar coming out of the amps. I found it impressive that he mixes the different guitar parts into one contorted layered buzzy mess. Some longer numbers with few lyrics almost left me feeling like I was in a trance. I was in row F and there wasn't a person sitting in rows D or E. They have a few tables in front of the theater seats and my buddy and I counted about 25 people for the opening act and about 75 for Cedric and Malcolm.

Dog, how do you make a living playing to 75 people when tickets are $20 and you have to pay an opening band and everything else? Do radio stations subsidize this stuff?

On to Cedric and then off to bed.... Cedric is a hard nut to crack for me since I'm a drummer. I could describe him in many ways. I could say I've never seen anyone live - EVER - beat the shit out of the drums like Cedric did last night. Ever. Even on film I'm certain Bonzo never hit that hard. To me, it seems like a waste of motion, but when I reflect on it, I see that it's part of him and the show. What he lacks in precision, he more than makes up for in tenacity. He's been playing for years I guess but he seems very raw to me as a drummer. In one instance he would play a repeated fill of quarter note triplets without alternating hands which seems very clumsy visually and a little behind in timing....and then in the next bar he would rip something out of his ass that was so clean you could eat off of it. He's an enigma back there. After hearing him just play while Malcolm tuned up for the first song, I thought to myself that he wasn't that good. However, as the night went on, he did play some impressive stuff. He's loud as hell, but that's the style. I had a headache when I left but I think I was supposed to. I can see how a Juke Joint would stay rockin' all night with grooves like that. I found myself thinking "how am I going to describe Cedric when I write about this". Imagine James Harrison hungry. Don't feed him for 24 hours. Then, give him drumsticks that resemble tree trunks and turn him loose with no formal training behind an unsuspecting drum kit. Add guitars.

Well, well, well.....Cedric Burnside, I love your grand daddy's music. Now I love yours. I'm all about high energy music. I haven;t listened to the CD yet that I bought last night - but I'm hoping it's as sushi raw as the live show.

FAN: Cyndi Lauper Memphis Blues at Keswick Theater

I'm getting kind of spoiled with the seats I've been getting for concerts lately and a lot of it has to do with going to much smaller venues. Last night Mrs. Fan and I saw Cyndi Lauper from the 5th row at The Keswick Theater which is only a short 25 minute drive from my house.

This started out being all about Mrs. Fan as I gave her the tickets months ago for our anniversary. Lauper is one of the few musical acts Mrs. Fan would even go to see live. I know two others would be Madonna and Alanis Morisette but I'm not sure there are too many others. I know she used to wear out 12 Deadly Cyns on long drives when we would alternate CDs before the advent of iPods. I grew to like and appreciate more than a few of the songs on that disc.

Maybe a month ago or more Lauper was on Howard Stern with Johnny Lang promoting her new cd Memphis Blues which she reminded us has topped the Blues charts for the past 5 weeks. She said this tour was more of a Blues show than a greatest hits show. Hmmmm, now I'm really interested. I told Mrs. Fan who SWORE I knew that when I bought the tickets. I did not!

After being bored by David Rhodes who is breaking out on his own I guess after years of playing for Peter Gabriel, Lauper came out in her.....pajamas. Her hair was crazy and two different colors but she looked superb for 57. On the way home Mrs. Fan asked me how old she was and I guessed 47 or 48 so she had me fooled by a decade.

Although Lang is touring with her on some dates I did not get to see him. Still A Dog said I'm not missing much. To get back to guitarists, my comment about Rhodes isn't totally fair. He shouldn't be opening for Lauper though. He she be on an experimental ambient guitar tour or something. I once saw Roger Fripp open for a G3 show and this dude would fit right in with him. I did feel bad that the crowd talked right through his set mostly. Anyway, Michael Toles played guitar last night and he did a good enough job. He played a few solos and Lauper had to actually push him to the middle of the stage the one time to get the attention he deserved. It was towards the end of "Waiting For A Change of Heart".

She played the entire cd I believe as a separate set and then hit the greatest hits. The Blues set was good, but she kept going on and on about how people should look up the original artists and stuff and it appeared to me that because she is just finding all this music, she assumed nobody else had. Whatever, it should be listened to so I shouldn't complain. The GH set got the crowd up and they rushed the stage as much as you can rush the stage at the Keswick. It was me, Mrs. Fan, 7 other hetero couples and an assload of gay people, both sexes, there. We noticed that as we ate dinner and got drinks across the street. No harm, no foul. I'm for 95% of gay rights and that's not too shabby for a boy born and raised in western PA. Don't try to convince me of the other 5%, go get people who are only at 5%.

My favorite moments of the show were when Cyndi played the sitar to True Colors and Time After Time. I'll give her credit - both were really heartfelt. She also had no issues jumping into the crowd if the energy sagged a bit. Numerous times she went out 10-15 rows deep and stood on the back of a chair. There were also a ton of hard core fans there. I had no idea they existed. An entire group had t-shirts made up for their nite. The guy next to us at the bar has seen her 13 times and he was only 25-30. He was seeing her tonight in Myrtle beach and then again in Orlando the next day. Crazy.

Would I have went to this concert without Mrs. Fan? No. Was I looking forward to the concert? Maybe. I was more interested in sitting in the 5th row to see everything going on and to check out the Blues band (Archie Turner (aka Hubbie Mitchell) was also very good on organ). Was I glad I went? We weren't doing anything else and I was entertained. If you are a fan of hers, I'm sure it was stellar. Mrs. Fan would give it a 9. I'm giving it a 6.5 as a casual fan of hers.

Dog, why does Archie Turner have two names?

FAN: Prodigy

Just saw this clip online, pretty tight!

FAN: More Buddy Guy

I saw Buddy Guy again last night at a small venue outside of Philadelphia. It's the third time I've seen him in as many years. As always, he didn't disappoint. There were two opening acts which made the wait for Buddy a little painful, especially since I was burying Captain & Cokes right across the street.

Coming out first was Moreland & Arbuckle who bill themselves as a Roots/Blues band. They are a trio of vocals/harp, drums and bass/guitar. As fas as musicianship goes, the drummer and guitarist were average at best. The vocals/harp player was good but they really didn't have much stage presence. They only played a handful of songs but I did catch my leg keeping time as as the songs had decent riffs and harp solos. I may pickup some of their stuff today. I met the lead singer while he was selling his music and shirts during the Jimmie Vaughan set when I went to the facility and to buy yet another $2 bottle of water to try to hydrate myself. He seemed like a really nice guy and was excited to play where the Dog is today.....a blues festival near Baltimore.

Jimmie Vaughan came out next and overstayed his welcome if you ask me. When opening up for a legend, I don't think you should be playing what felt like an entire gig. You could tell some folks were there just to see him, but dare I say I was bored to death during his set. In fact, I can't think of one moment or solo to even relate to our loyal 40 readers...lol. I was hoping for some Fabulous Thunderbirds songs but if he played any I didn't recognize them. It sounded to me like mostly bad wedding music but as the Dog knows, I like "blues" blues the most, not doo-wop ish or psuedo blues. The make matters worse, he brought out a female singer whom he must be banging and let her sing about 6 songs. Again, I was not impressed. The act felt old and stale to me, yet he did get a standing ovation when done so maybe I am just missing the boat on Jimmie Vaughan.

Finally after two sets and two intermissions the main attraction came storming out and instantly infused energy into the sleepy crowd. As always he held the crowd's attention in the palm of his hand. From what I remember he played "19 Years Old" (and told the crowd in the middle of it "hey don't be mad at me I didn't write this song" which drew a big laugh), "Hootchie Cootchie Man", "Slippin In", "Fever", "Voodoo Chile", "Skin Deep", "Damn Right I Got The Blues", "Boom Boom" and pieces parts of others that got enveloped between other songs. I dig his other guitarist Rick Hall as well as I've noted here before. I was lucky enough to meet him once too in a hotel in Reading. Buddy's voice is as good as I've heard it and his playing continues to make grown men stand up and yell things. He's the master. All hail Buddy Guy.

FAN: James Cotton & Slam Allen

I went to see James Cotton tonight at the Sellersville Theater, a small local venue that hosts a number of concerts per week. Opening up for James was Mad Dog and Blues Night Out from Allentown PA. They say they have been touring the East Coast for 20+ years. It's almost wrong to have a harp band open for a living legend on harp but whatcha gonna do? I took at break in between bands and they were in the lobby taking pictures so I got a handshake from Mad Dog and told him it was a good set.
Cotton came out after his band played a few songs first. His band is incredible. Slam Allen on vocals and lead guitar was extremely entertaining. Just an awesome entertainer. It's hard to describe but he's like most blues guys I've been made aware of.....they are much better live than on wax. He didn't stop smiling the entire show and gave 110%. The bass player was also kick ass. I caught up with him after the show and told him it's the best live bass I've heard in 10 years (which coincides with the last time I saw Geddy Lee probably). He was walkin', poppin' and slappin' all over the place. They turned him and the drummer loose before Cotton came out and it was faster and cleaner than any bass solo I've ever heard like that. I thought Parliament was in the hizzy. It flat out rocked. His name is Noel Neal. Maybe Dog can tell us something about him. Not only was his playing tight....he was a master showman. He told me it's the gospel in him. Very friendly and approachable. Cotton can still blow, man. He held some notes really long and played a lot of extended solos. He can barely talk and I didn't catch everything he said. As much as I knew I was watching a legend, I was still every bit as impressed with Allen and Neal. I could have listened to Allen all night. He was especially good when he went off mic and off the electric and brought it down to barely audible before roaring back to hoots and hollers. Good stuff! They also had another guitar player Tom Holland who was tough to figure out. He could solo and he was very technical but didn't have anywhere near the showmanship Slam Allen or Noel Neal had. He sang one song and it reminded me a lot of Eric Clapton's tonality and depth. I thought he didn't fit in well with the others style-wise but he did compliment Allen on guitar. While Cotton was signing autographs and selling CDs after the show I saw Slam on stage and went over to tell him how much I enjoyed his performance. I got my picture with him and I felt like a dwarf when he put his arm around me. He's on the stage there bending over.

I love Buddy Guy and he's my favorite Blue's musician but I got an education tonight. From what I listened to of Cotton today at work I thought I was in for more of a "listening" event instead of a raucous head bobbin' foot tapping time. I was W-R-O-N-G. I was into this show from note one till I left. Very, very, VERY, entertaining. All for $25 and free parking. Crazy. A Lady Ga Ga ticket is probably $60 and gets scalped for $300. Cotton was $25 and couldn't sell out a 400 person theater. It's embarrassing.

FAN: Satchmo Cash

Cool YouTube video.

DOG: Hot August Blues - Not So Hot

Joe Bonamassa @ Hot August Blues

Well, yesterday it was hot and it was August but there was something missing from the Hot August Blues festival in Hunt Valley Maryland... the Blues!

The temperature was 89 and the sun was scorching when we picked up the party at the second act with a band called Chopteeth. It was an Afro-Funk band and I thought it would be very entertaining. And actually they were very good musicians, especially the horn section (baritone sax, tenor sax, trombone, trumpet). And when they were simply jamming out I really liked them. But when they added the vocals it was just horrible. The African "Whooooop Whoops" weren't so bad it was the rest I couldn't handle.

Jason Isbell and the 400 was pretty good. Definitely not blues, but at least well done and entertaining. Of particular note was their cover of the Talking Heads tune Psycho Killer. But I don't think too many people knew of the Drive-By Truckers (from whence Isbell came) let alone Jason Isbell. They were an 11th hour replacement for Davey Knowles and Back Door Slam, so all things considered it was fine.

Then Joe Bonamassa came to save the day. He came on early and played an extended set and really saved the festival from a music stand point. But even he played little of his core blues repertoire. Mostly jazz-rock influenced stuff. But he was excellent as always.

The headliner Derek Trucks was just awesome and Bonamassa came out to jam with him on one number which was great to see. But the festival was unbelievably bad.

Despite claims that there would be sufficient food and beer vendors this was not the case. They didn't even have enough shaved ice vendors. And worst of all, at about 4:30 in the afternoon there was not a vendor in the place who had any inventory of bottled water! The restaurant chain Damon's actually ran out of food!!! That is inexcusable with a nationwide chain with the kind of resources they have to run out of food at a catering event. Rest rooms, which are usually the major complaint at events like this, were not much of a problem and were kept clean all day... at least that's what my friends tell me. I saw a small line at the urinals and decided the nearby woods would be more conducive for my needs.

In that heat with no water, the First Aid personnel were kept jumping from one overheated and dehydrated body to the next. Funny how they ran out of $2 water but had an endless supply of $5 beer. No mind to me. I drank beer anyway. But people were pissed about no water.

So anyway it was a nice day in the sun. Didn't hear hardly any blues. And not a well organized festival at all. Doubt I'll be going back any time soon unless they book an artist that I just absolutely am compelled to see. And the list of those is dwindling.

FAN: I Got Cooties

The Big Giant Company let us off work today at noon. Superb. The only thing that sucked about it is that I was in at 7 AM. The folks who got in at 8:30 caught a break today. Anyway, since I was done early I volunteered to take my daughter to a birthday party because it was most of the way to a used CD store I've been meaning to check out. While there I checked out the Blues section which I was a little disappointed in. It was sparse on CD. They had more vinyl than discs for Blues. It seemed like more 60's and 70's rock to me on CD but it's all good. I love looking at music. Just the smell of the vinyl jackets is enough to send me over the edge sometimes. I sent Stilladog a text because I saw an interesting CD and the price was right. Cootie Stark's Sugar Man. Dog didn't have it so I picked it up. I really like it a lot. Right up my alley. I found myself bobbing along to the first track on my way home. While Cootie was a stand-up double considering the price, I struck out on my second purchase. I feel like taking it back but since it's a used local store - I'll suck it up and consider it my civic duty to support small businesses and keep the turd. The marketing got me - I have to admit it. I bought Carolina Chocolate Drops "Dona Got A Ramblin' Mind". I hope somebody besides the Dog just read that and laughed as it's a little bit of an inside joke. Anyway, while I want to be eveolved and say I can appreciate the music - the store totally had this mislabeled as Blues. It's not even close. I'm not even sure I would call it "roots" music. It sounds more folkish than anything on the "O Brother Where art Thou" soundtrack to me. In fact, I can describe it well as I made Still A Stroke laugh in the car when I put it in. It sounds like something that would be playing in the background while watching a Civil War documentary. Something Pa would play and clap to on Little House on the Prarie. I'll be selling this one back to the place where I can do the best. Not even sure I'll keep it on my iPod as I can't think for a second why I would ever listen to it again. In fact, I only listened to enough of each song to say..."Yup, just like the last one". Oh well, walking around the store and seeing old familiar album art made me smile. I would have loved to rip the two nose rings out of the skinny jeans wearing hipster working the counter, but I didn't have time for the police to come and question me. Here's a clip of Cootie Stark. In the end Dog could have given me Cootie, but like I said, I enjoyed my hour plus int he store and it's local so it's all good. Stay at YouTube and search for some CCD to see if you like it. I see from the comments it's identified as "Old-Time". The Bluegrass fans got angry when people referred to them as Bluegrass. Lol. Wow. I didn't really there were angry splinter groups!

FAN: Buddy Guy In Harrisburg

So I went to church on a Thursday night this week. For the second time in about a year I was fortunate enough to see living Blues legend Buddy Guy in concert. The logistics of the event sucked. I quit work at 3:30, drove to Harrisburg. Went to the G-Man for a mostly liquid dinner, walked to the concert, made the 2 hour drive back and finally wound down and got to bed after 1. Woke up at 5:45 to be in at 7 as I'm extremely busy at work. Was it worth it? God, yes. The man is 72......72....think about that....and you would think he's 50, he has that much energy. he played longer than when I saw him last time in Reading. I think he came on at 8:20 and played until slightly before 10.

I'll try to recap what happened but having 5 vodka tonics in less than 90 minutes sometimes changes perception. The ticket named nobody as an opening act so I was hoping Guy would take the stage at 7:30 but no such luck. Again, I only wanted to see Guy and get home. Instead, we were treated to "Indigenous". I texted Stilladog at exactly 7:32 with 'Who the F is Indigenous?'. i got my answer a few minutes later. A good band consisting of some Native Americans. After two songs I said to my frined how much they sounded like Stevie Ray Vaughn. When I looked them up on Wikipedia a short time ago - it mentions the influence of SRV in the opening paragraph. As it turns out, the band isn't really Indigenous any longer. It's one original member, Mato Ninj and a group of capable side musicians. Meh. Mato is completely badass. Voice and guitar. I will get some of his work to check out. I'm more interested now in the original lineup.

After a short intermission, The Damn Right Blues Band came out and started to jam to a standing ovation of maybe 500 people. The forum is on the smallish side and the top ends weren't sold it looked like. Buddy had a world class keys player with him last night who was very very impressive, Marty Sammon. Ric Hall also lit it up again on rhythm and took over twice on blistering solos. The drummer and the bassist are adequate. I don't think he had keys when I saw him last year.

From what I remember he ripped through Hootchie Cootchie Man, Boom Boom Boom Boom, She's 19 Years Old, Vodoo Chile, Damn Right I Got The Blues, Skin Deep, Fever.....more that I am forgetting. Memorable to me was picking a kid out of the audience who gave him a pick during the walk through and taking him up onstage. Usually he allows someone to strum a solo while he plays with the left hand. Nope. He took it off and let the kid jam. He was decent enough. he was 17. If Rio is reading this, Rio would eat him alive, but the kid was OK. He and Sammons played off each other for Fever and it was live art - no other way to describe it. During one quiet stretch as it seemed like he was taking requests, yours truly screamed out 'DAMN RIGHT BUDDY' and with that he ripped right into the song. Goosebumps. We were so close. Some of the solos were just sick. It's so much easier to get into concerts when you have great seats.

I see he's at Jersey's House Of Blues in June. Maybe I'll go again? I didn't stop smiling the entire concert as he adds his own humor into the set. Wow. I just can't say enough good things about seeing him live. Pictures below are from my phone.

Buddy Walks The Crowd

Buddy is so close I could reach out and touch him

Mato Nanji of Indigenous

DOG: What Are You Listening To? #2

Eddy "The Chief" Clearwater

OK, so it's been 9 days since our first What Are You Listening To segment. Let's see whether anybody is expanding and exploring their musical tastes or if they are stuck in the same old rut that the music industry has boxed them into.

On my music delivery systems we have shifted our focus from Africa to Chicago and New Orleans mostly. Here's what is coming out of the speakers nowadays.

5. Marcia Ball - Soulful Dress, Live!, and Peace, Love & BBQ.

4. Boozoo Chavis - Down Home on Dog Hill. Some very interesing and good zydeco.

3. Professor Longhair - Crawfish Fiesta. Used to have this on vinyl. Finally got it digitized.

2. Duke Robillard and Roomful of Blues. Listening to some of Duke's solo albums and some Roomful of Blues when he was the lead guitar player there too.

And the number 1 artist being played on Sonos and iTunes this week...

1. Eddy "The Chief" Clearwater - Cool Blues Walk and A Mean Case of The Blues.

I honestly don't know how Eddy "The Chief" Clearwater escaped me for so many years in light of how much blues music I listen to. Clearwater is an older man who was a contemporary of the West Side Chicago blues men like Magic Sam, Otis Rush, and Buddy Guy.

What are you listening to this week?

Religious Experience

Friday night, March 28th 2008, 10:30 PM, I had a religious experience. I went on a blues ride with a master. The master. From the day I started to really appreciate The Blues - one name has summed everything up for me for what style I like to listen to - Buddy Guy. From all the clips I've watched on YouTube to the over 100 songs of his I have on my iPod - it is nothing compared to seeing the man live. He literally had the crowd in the palm of his hands for 70 minutes straight. When he was in his falsetto, you could hear a pin drop in a place that had 750 crazy blues fans in it. When he growled and played a lick to the crowd's appreciation the yells and positive feedback were deafening. The man was born to entertain. I could watch him for 7 hours let alone 70 minutes. He had so much material that he wanted to play that he literally would stop songs in the middle only to call up another classic to start. He started to play "Fever" and I don't think he got the response he wanted from the opening chords so he stopped the band and asked the crowd if they wanted to hear it or not. I guess he didn't like that response either because he said "then I bet you'll like this...." and he went into a superb rendition of "Hootchie Cootchie Man". He also paid tribute to some of his favorites by naming them and playing snippets of their material - most notably "Voodoo Chile" by Hendrix along with some Clapton and John Lee Hooker. I can't say enough good things about the concert - especially when he took his signature stroll through the crowd as he played and flirted with the audience. While on his walk he even left the room only to reappear through another door - taking his walking solo to the hallways. Insane. Also making the trip notable for me was hooking up with my childhood, high school, college, post college...friend of a lifetime whom I hadn't seen in over two years. We got all caught up over Grey Goose and Patron....and Hooters, which we could walk to from our hotel. I also got to meet two of the stars from the Berks County Jazz Festival - first, when we came back from our nightcap - Buddy Guy's guitarist Ric Hall was standing outside of a bass workshop talking to a hotel employee. Side note: How weird is it to have a workshop thats going on at 12:30 AM? Anyway - I walked right up to Ric who was super friendly and shook his hand and told him how good I thought he played for the show. He was so nice and very appreciative. I would pay to just watch Ric and Buddy's Damn Right Blues Band as they are super tight. I found this clip of Ric and Buddy online. It's funny as the person who's filming can't find Ric during his solo as he can't believe it's not Buddy playing. Then as we were paying for breakfast this morning, Brian Bromberg was standing in the entrance gettnig ready to go in. We caught the beginning of his set before we went to the Buddy Guy show and he was literally playing 10 feet from where we were sitting. He was up for a Grammy this year against Herbie Hancock who eventually won. He is an outstanding bass player. Very rhythmic. Incredible fingers. Anyway - I also shook his hand and told him I enjoyed his show. Again, he was very friendly and appreciative. As I got my things to go to my car and walked back past the restaurant - he (Bromberg) was at a table eating and unless the rest of his people were at the buffet, he was by himself. How cool would it have been to go back in and chat him up? He was telling a story during his set of a party last week where he was with Hancock. I bet he has some great stories. It's weird to hear him jam like he does because he looks like a 50 year old college physics professor. Anyway - I had a superb time and I'm going to start watching for more blues shows by the legends and take them in while I can.

Damn Right I Got The Blues

I've seen Eddie Van Halen. I've seen Jimmy Paige. I've seen Steve Vai. I've seen Kenny Wayne Shepherd. I've seen Joe Satriani. On March 28th I'm going to see the Grand Daddy of them all....Buddy Guy. Buddy Guy was Jimmi Hendrix before Jimmi Hendrix was. Though I was always a Zeppelin fan and appreciated other rock acts rooted in the Blues, it wasn't until the weekend The Baltimore Ravens opened their new stadium against the Pittsburgh Steelers in September of 1998 that I got a full dose of the "real" Blues...courtesy of Still A Dog. I was also introduced to Cognac that same weekend. Come to think of it, I believe I was also introduced to the future Mrs. Dog on that trip. My iPod is currently filled with acts I have to explain to some of my friends - Howlin' Wolf, Muddy Waters, James Cotton, Mississippi Fred McDowell, Willie Dixon, Pinetop Perkins & Clarence "Gatemouth" Brown to name a few. Dog sent me mixes on CD to give me a variety of things to listen to so I could start collecting what I liked...and I liked the early electric guitar work.....a lot. I have over 80 tracks by Guy and I love every one of them. Now, I get to check him out at a small venue which is everyone's dream with an artist they like. He'll be at the Sheraton in Reading and the rows of seats only go from A-Z. Since my glass is half full, I can tell you I'm in the 22nd row. I can't wait.

Darth Vader Plays The Blues

This is funny! Click the big green play button to see the video clip.

My Scorecard has Buddy Guy Ahead

Was checking out some Blues clips today on YouTube and came across this gem.

I saw this once before but I don't think I appreciated and liked the Blues as much as when I saw this the first time. While all of the guitarists are good, I like Buddy Guy's solo the best in this clip. Jimmy Vaughn's is kind of weird and choppy to me. Maybe it's just me, but I think I enjoyed all the solos more than his. Bonnie owns on the slide! What does The Dog think?

Real Guitar Hero

While millions of kids across the country sit in front of their PS2 playing Guitar Hero and pressing buttons - this kid actually has a real guitar and learned how to play it. He's 11. Let's take the best Guitar Hero player at 18 and put him up against this dude at 18 and see who gets the most chicks. He just needs to let his hair grow and get some contacts.