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Wednesday
Feb172010

Lessons learned from Beck and Clapton 

Rolling Stone has just published a very good interview with guitarists Jeff Beck and Eric Clapton, amazingly the first time they've been interviewed together despite tasting stardom in the early 1960s.

Two guitar legends in the mid-60s, and looking a bit shaggy behind the earsI'm stunned this is the first time these two have sat down for an interview, given their close ties in The Yardbirds, blues-rock supergroups in the late 1960s and '70s and their general reputations as two of the best, if not the best, guitarists of all time. Both are co-headlining a brief tour, which sadly won't make it to the West Coast.

Rolling Stone offers a glimpse of David Fricke's interview online, but has reserved the juice for the print edition. If you're a fan of their music or musicianship in general, it's worth the $5.

I've always been a fan of Beck, whose mastery of blues, hard rock and jazz, and to a lesser extent rockabilly, is mind blowing. That inability to focus on one genre  -- or what All Music Guide describes as the "haphazard way he approached his career" -- was a double-edged sword. He's a god among musicians but his commercial success pales next to Clapton.

Clapton, on the other hand, had never won me over. His playing was soulful and technically brilliant, but he was often a jerk and tended to deliver a lot of half-ass performances. One of the worst concerts I've ever attended was a Clapton show (thankfully opener Robert Randolph ensured the evening wasn't a total waste).

But the Rolling Stone interview captures a remorseful side of Clapton, one who regrets some of his decisions and streak of laziness in the 1990s. Clapton comes across as sympathetic, almost as if the tour and growing fondness for Beck is waking a sleeping lion. Let's hope so. It's be great to hear Clapton polish a somewhat tarnished legacy.

The key takeaway for me, however, was a passage describing Beck's work ethic. Beck's public image is one of a man who can't decide whether to play the guitar or restore old cars (he once jokingly said he recorded a new album simply because he needed money for a new band saw). But as Fricke notes, "He still practices for long periods every day, when he's not on tour or in the garage -- working on chords, melodic phrases and fingerpicking exercises.

" 'I fnd it inexcusable not to get up and play,' Beck explains, 'especially now with big shows coming up. I've got a guitar on every sofa, leaning up against walls, telling me, 'Don't forget what's about to happen.' That's the way it's been for 35 years.' "

I admire people who still have passion for the hard work that creates greatness. Anyone who's seen Beck's new DVD "Live at Ronnie Scott's" is blown away by his masterful mix of detail and flash. Author Malcolm Gladwell suggested in his book "Outliers" that anyone can be great at something if they put in 10,000 hours of practice. His key example was The Beatles played multiple live shows nightly for two years before they hit it big. And so while it's amazing that after nearly 50 years in the business, one of the all-time greats still finds the passion -- and the need -- to work on the basics, it's a lesson we all can take to heart.

Sunday
Nov082009

The many layers driving "Layla"

I’m not much of a fan of so-called classic rock, but there are 20-30 standards from the 50-80s that I can listen to repeatedly and still find something fresh. One is Derek & the Dominoes’ “Layla,” a song whose beautiful melodies are driven by some amazing, nuanced musicianship.

A peek into that musicianship is captured in this great video interview with producer Tom Down and Dominoes guitarist Eric Clapton. There’s a wonderful sense of rediscovery as Dowd, sitting at the mixing board 30 years after the fact, isolates instrumental tracks to peel back the many layers of genius inside “Layla.” We’ve heard the stories of guitarists Duane Allman and Clapton feeding off each other in taking their performances to new heights, but the detail in their technique jumps out in a dramatic way when Dowd plays them in isolation.

Sometimes the behind-the-scenes story can remove too much veneer from the masterpiece. That’s not the case here: Dowd’s backstory only adds to the depth of a song that seems to get better with age.