Posts Tagged ‘Les Paul’

Les Paul: 1915-2009

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When someone lives to be 94 years old, especially someone who lived as full a life as Les Paul did, you usually don’t look up in the sky and ask God why he had to be taken. The thing is though, until very recently, Les was holding down a regular gig, delighting audiences at Iridium in New York City every Monday night. He continued to be a working musician almost until his dying day.

Of course Les Paul is known not just as a great guitar player, but as an innovator who made a lot of the music that we love possible. Among his many achievements, he is best known for developing the solid body electric guitar, in the form of the Gibson guitar that bears his name, and for creating multi-track recording. As if that wasn’t enough, after creating the electric guitar “that made the sound of rock and roll possible,” he developed sounds for it such as tape delay, and phasing.

Les Paul was born in Waukesha, WI in 1915. By the age of 13, he was playing semi-professionally as a country music guitar player. Over the years, he worked as a musician in radio, and backed singers like Nat ‘King’ Cole, Bing Crosby, and the Andrews Sisters. He first built “the Log,” one of the first solid body electric guitar, in 1939. In 1951 he signed a contract with Gibson Guitars allowing them to use his name on a guitar they had built according to his specifications. This, of course, was the famous Les Paul “Goldtop.” (more…)

Caught on Tape: Slash and Burn

slash[1]The interview is set for 2:00 PM. At a quarter ‘til, the black hat, cascading curls, and nose ring saunter through the management office’s front doors. The receptionist raises eyes from a computer monitor and is momentarily stuck to her chair. She fights through the inertia of awe and approaches. Her hand is extended tremulously, but Slash ignores the shake and encloses her in a friendly embrace. He sees me sitting on the couch, walks over, and shakes my hand heartily. He even apologizes for being late when he’s 15 minutes early.

This is who Slash is. He understands the importance of keeping business appointments and hugging the people who work for you. Twenty years ago, back in ’87, when he recorded Guns N’ Roses’ debut, Appetite For Destruction, he set in motion the ritual beheading of the ’80s metal hair bands. With Velvet Revolver, he has synthesized the electric blues and R&B raunchiness of the Stones and Aerosmith and almost single-handedly brought about the Renaissance of the Les Paul.

At that moment in time, he made the transition from guitar player to Guitar Player God. With the metamorphosis came perks – engorged bank accounts and burning hot stripper girlfriends. Through it all, though, one thing stayed constant: His love for the guitar. He loves playing them and talking about them, and when we finally made our way to one of the conference rooms, that’s exactly what we did.  (more…)

Caught on Tape: Jimmy Page and the Plane Truth

jimmy002_silverdome-april1977[1]Chicago, Illinois, April 1977 — I knew what I was in for ten seconds after Guitar Player said to me: “We want you to interview Led Zeppelin.” My head filled with the clarion call of screaming guitars and in a moment of epiphany I saw it all: Jimmy Page would be my touchstone. Every story I’d ever written or ever would write would be measured against this one.

“Screw this up,” I also remembered muttering to myself, “and the closest I’ll ever get to another guitar player is looking at his picture on the cover of an album!”

I silenced the voice and plodded ahead. GP had only made one cursory call to Zeppelin’s record company offices in New York, and had left the rest up to me. I contacted Swan Song immediately. The baton had been passed and I ran with it like Forrest Gump.

“Run, Rosen, Run!”

What I thought would be a sprint turned into a marathon.

The next seven months were devoted to making phone calls and leaving messages. Dealing with Zeppelin’s demands and strange requests became a daily ritual. In many ways, they may have been testing my resolve, some sort of acid test meant to reveal just how truly motivated I was. (more…)