Many of my guitar player friends asked me if I had met Johnny Winter and was he really any good or just another sloppy “blues man”. And I just kinda said “…yeah yeah yeah…” while rolling my eyes. While we got to know each other he often told me that Johnny was the shit back in the day, he was all fire etc etc etc…. Without digressing any further from Johnny, I only wish to make the point that while I had been into the blues in the modern sense, I had finally come to appreciate, love and understand it, for real, in the more traditional sense.Ĭut to many years later, and I get the gig with Johnny’s younger bro, Edgar Winter. Through SRV I came to Hendrix, and then onto the past masters. SRV had just died and I listened to him and loved it. In my late teens I finally got Hendrix whom to that point I had despised. Not traditional blues by any means, but a new, modern, highly stylized blues. My exposure to the blues was limited to Angus, Eddie, Warren, Yngwie (sometimes bluesy), etc etc. I came up in the time of Eddie Van Halen (Long may He Rule) and other 80’s metal gods of shred. Im not sure but, someone, sometime played me some Johnny Winter and, to be honest, I wasn’t impressed. I knew the image: Bluesman with the voodoo hat and the uber-bright blue tattoos. Not unlike a kid who’s into baseball and has an “awareness” of The Babe. I thought I’d share my thoughts and my experiences with Johnny.Īs a guitar player, Johnny was always in my consciousness.
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