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Now if someone would have asked us to re-name 39TH Ave for Stevie Ray Vaughan, there may have been a more enthusiastic response.........
Posted by Gibby | May 1, 2009 6:17 PM
Stevie Ray Way.
Posted by Mojo | May 1, 2009 6:43 PM
What a great idea. I'd bet you could take up a collection among Stevie's fans and pay for a lot of the expenses.
Posted by Jack Bog | May 1, 2009 6:49 PM
I like Stevie Ray, but Albert King Way would be more appropriate, and it would be several blocks shorter...
Posted by TomR | May 2, 2009 12:26 AM
I love what Robert Cray said about him: Stevie will be scaring guitar players for generations to come.
Then there's Eric Clapton saying when he first heard Stevie's guitar on the radio he had to find out who it was - not sometime - but before that day ended. He needed to know who this was.
I've always felt Stevie Ray was one of those American originals like Mark Twain. Yes, there are dozens of great guitarists but somehow this Texas gunslinger was further into it than almost anyone else.
There is so much empty flash out there, yet Stevie could bring the soulful firepower. And the knowledge. One of the liner notes I read used the word "encyclopedic" to describe how he had soaked in every blues lick ever - not to mention the work of Jimi Hendrix - then let it marinate before sending it back out. The listener felt a great combination of rarely hearing something quite as intense before and yet having it speak a very familiar language.
One way to think about this: Try imagining another blues guitarist who could come along and blow Stevie Ray away. I mean what's left?
It was so cruel that he beat all his problems with the drugs, etc...and got taken out by a helicopter crash. Talk about a cold shot.
Oh well. Listen to his song "Lenny" about his wife Lenora and it's clear that his spirit will always be around.
I actually learned that on the guitar but it just had no intensity. There is so much strength and dexterity involved here. In a technical sense, that's one thing that separates him: The strength in the fingers to get the sound. Then you look and the guy doesn't even take the ring off his left hand when he plays. Scary.
Posted by Bill McDonald | May 2, 2009 10:39 AM
Wow. One. Of. A. Kind.
Posted by sa | May 3, 2009 5:08 PM