Fellow string stringers, four stringers, tone junkies, and anyone who’s ever felt the electric thrill of a power chord: Ian S. Port’s “The Birth of Loud” isn’t just a book; it’s a revelation. As someone who’s been wrestling with six strings for, ahem, a few decades (my first guitar was
Alright, fretboard fanatics, and especially my fellow OLD SCHOOL KISS Army veterans, let’s talk Ace Frehley. Specifically, let’s talk about his autobiography, “No Regrets.” Now, I’m a guy of a certain age – let’s just say I remember exactly where I was when I first heard “Cold Gin” crackle out
Eric Clapton. We have all hear of him and heard his music. The name itself resonates with the raw power of a wailing Stratocaster, the soulful bend of a blues note, and the echoes of a career spanning decades. But behind the legendary guitarist lies a complex, often troubled individual.
