Quotes About Guitarist

I get plastic nails done in the salon. When I was younger, they were stronger, but now I get my nails built up. Then I can dance over the strings. I say, 'Okay, I need four nails; I'm a guitarist.' Sometimes if I'm in a strange place, the girl says, 'Yeah, all the guys say that.'

Steve Van Zandt, the poor guy, doesn't get to play enough as it is with me hogging a lot of the solos. Steve has always been a fabulous guitarist. Back from the day when we were both teenagers together, he led his band and played lead and was always a hot guitar player.

It's hard to say this about a guy like Eddie Van Halen, one of the greatest guitar players who ever lived, but he's really limited to a style and they're locked into it.

When I got out of high school, I was in a blues band. It was the kind of music I was interested in, and listening to, mostly because it was becoming a vehicle for a generation of guitarists - like Jeff Beck and Eric Clapton. Mike Bloomfield. And that's what I wanted to be, principally: a guitar player.

I actually never knew Peter Green but I do respect his early work very much.

Eric Clapton always wanted to come out onstage with a stuffed parrot on his shoulder.

I never felt I had enough personal style to pursue being just a guitarist.

Three weeks into being in Hollywood, I was playing with Slash through an ad in the paper.

I don't often get a chance to have a frying pan in the show.

Well I've been playing an SG forever, and I've got some other vintage Gibsons I like to use in the studio.

I worked with Carl Perkins on a number of shows. Live shows. He just showed up and played. He just killed. Killed! Man... he was amazing!

We thought we could augment the band with an extra guitarist to take the pressure off Syd. Jeff Beck's name was mentioned, which would have been an interesting (and spectacular) experiment. I don't think any of us would have had the courage to make the phone call at the time. Roger eventually managed it twenty-five years later.

The press had missed the real story: that our front man, guitarist and songwriter was beginning to unravel in a serious way. We weren't oblivious to the fact, but from our point of view Syd was having good days and bad days, and the bad days seemed to be increasing in number.