One of my favorite guitar players. A long interview without a guitar in his hands, and yes, the result is pretty interesting. Thanks to Paul Gilbert for the inspiration during all these years, and thanks to Sweetwater for the quality content, as usual.
That's something I will never understand.
How is it possible that the same man that came out with a terrific song like that, can propose a shitty version some years later?
I'm not talking about getting old, this is such a normal thing for all of us. But the taste, the feeling, the power, the technique, the sound, the sensuality, in one word the "aesthetics" of a masterpiece, can easily become a piece of junk, even if played from the composer himself. Kind of Black Magic.