Snatch a piece of Satch
"My name is still Joe, Joe Satriani" and the crowd went wild!
There are very few guitarists that I really revere. Clapton, for the most part, is practically God. Mark Knopfler is phenomenal. Eddie Van Halen is outstanding, but I prefer him live to the Van Halen Albums, Santana is smooth, pure genius. And then I had a chance to hear Satriani.
I have not been to Woodstock, but I think I came closest to what I would have felt had I heard Jimi Hendrix play there. And I heard it from Hendrix's self proclimed disciple.
Satriani played for close to 3 hours at the Bangalore Palace Grounds & I have to say that I was privileged to be there. With a sore neck, thanks to 3 hours of almost continuous head-banging, and aching feet, I left the grounds with a ringing in my ears & a guitar solo on my lips.
What a performer! I am at a loss for words.
"My name is still Joe Satriani & I am thrilled to be in India. We will be back again" and we were screaming our guts out.
My voice is still hoarse.
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