Where Were You

More beautiful rediscovers courtesy of jet lag! 

There’re lots of great guitar players, but very few who’ve cultivated a truly unique voice on the instrument, and fewer still who’ve conjured a magic so deep that imitators are few and far between.

Jeff Beck is just such a sorcerer, and on top of his musical genius, he’s a bit of a bastard, which I love. 

I’m mesmerized by this performance every time. The Live at Ronnie Scott’s version’s also killer, but there’s something about the rawness and vulnerability captured here.

It’s inspiration to continue chasing the timorous-yet-sparkling music in my head