#best guitarist of the world

[bpark667]

David Laborier & Three's A Crowd | First Steps Down Assi Ghat

'First Steps Down Assi Ghat' from the 2013 release 'Choices'

[d3adl3tt3rs]

"Jon was a theatre kid" this "Jon was alt in uni" that. Imma squish em together and hc that Jon was in a production of Hedwig and the Angry Inch.

[dinosaurwithablog]

James J.B. Baldwin. "The force of one. Second to none." The best guitarist and entertainer in State College, PA. RIP, my friend. You were the love of my life since the first day that I saw you. You still are. You always will be. I miss you. It was fun while it lasted, wasn't it? I wish that I had a shot of Rebel Yell with which to toast you. 😢🙏🏼😊😍😇 in the words of Jimi Hendrix,..." I'll see you in the next world, don't be late"💜💜💜

[r4pira]

sketches from the sketchbook (one pieces + ocs)

[kirk]

stream "patrick stump is a good dude" by the passionate & objective jokerfan and also "peter wentz does music nice good"

[jeffcbliss]

Sammy Hagar - Best of All Worlds Tour; MGM Grand Garden Arena; Las Vegas, NV (8-9-24). @sammyhagar

Photo: Jeff Bliss

[yatiso]

practiced guitar until my fingies ached... which didnt take long bc i havent practiced guitar in weeks bc the move...

[13thpythagoras]

back in 2010 I was dating this web designer and I wanted to start a blog, she got me set up with a pretty website for my blog and I started posting my crazy ish...'twas Pythagoreanism dot com and org, and then I claimed pythagoreanism on tumblr, but they promptly gave that handle to someone else even though I had claimed it and made a PW. So after like 2 months of tumblr/Pythagoreanism being a shit blog with like 10 posts in black and white of fucking linens hanging, I'm over here like starting an anarchist cult a la fight club, nah white sheets Pythagoreanism tumblr art blog and me are not the same lmao like I did a feckn seance with Pythagoras back in 2010 I'm like bro what do you wanna fuckin tell the world? And yeah my life got plenty more magical after that, I learned some very strange secrets, I had 4000 facebook friends but when I saw they were censoring me I just deleted it, I was locked out of tumblr over them stealing my username for like 6 years so I used an alternative tumblr in that time along with twitter, then I noticed the Twitter CEO doing genocide-tourism in Myanmar so I started a twitter boycott long before elongated muskrat bought that garbage fire, and that led me back to tumblr where I decided to embrace losing my original username, and go with the 13th Pythagoras line to evoke the reference to reincarnation and the tribute to the many claimants of having been Pythagoras, all of whom might not be wrong it's just a silly lil game but Pythagoras was a lucky philosopher to have lived a century or two before like, Alexander the Great, and then Jesus Christ, so including Pythagoras it's plausible to say those are like the 3 primary founders of western civ as we see it today. I later once saw an alleged portrait of Pythagoras and ngl he kind of looks just like me? haha only later did I discover that the freemasons literally call Pythagoras their original founder

USERNAME LORE GIVE IT TO ME NOW YOU ALL

[bpark667]

First Steps Down Assi Ghat | Festival Like A Jazz Machine | David Laborier

David Laborier & Three's A Crowd

[thekillogiceffect-blog]

PACO DE LUCIA - Entre dos Aguas REACTION | Metal Head DJ Reviews

Today we are checking out the song that started my Flamenco journey with Paco De Lucia performing " Entre dos Aguas". This version of the song has a more stripped down feeling while at the same time being full of  energy and heart! There are a lot of interesting things going on with Paco's multi layered melodies he plays giving the song almost two different directions the song feels like it has a very apt name! Paco De Lucia is a real innovator of the Flamenco genre with this song being a prime example of his ability to add other jazzy rock elements while staying true to the genre! I feel like this version really gives Paco a chance to stretch his legs so to speak and really have fun with the chords and melodies being this version has a more relaxed feeling! I have always been a fan of his use and mixture of major and minor notes & chords and that is on full display here! Have you heard of Paco De Lucia and his music? Have you heard the genre of Flamenco? Please follow the links below to learn more about this amazing man and this incredible genre of music that has really played a big part in the music we enjoy today! Let me know what you think! #music #reaction #review #guitar Paco de Lucia - Entre dos Aguas https://youtu.be/0o8vszqVL2U Paco de Lucia - Entre dos aguas (1976) version https://youtu.be/2oyhlad64-s PacodeluciaTV - https://www.youtube.com/@UCF7_gRaArLjBkRITCPdBGkQ Paco De Lucia: http://pacodelucia.org/ Paco De Lucia Wiki: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paco_de_Luc%C3%ADa My Social Media: patreon.com/thekillogiceffect https://www.twitch.tv/thekillogiceffect https://www.reddit.com/user/TheKillog... https://www.tumblr.com/thekillogiceff.. thekillogiceffect.weebly.com https://www.facebook.com/thekillogiceffect/ twitter.com/KillogicFilth vk.com/thekillogicefect Join this channel to get access to perks: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC7KATFYYjZG1Zr8eowKdaMQ/join

[johnnybeane]

Which is your favorite?

Here’s a few of the EVH guitars that Joe Satriani will be using on the upcoming “best of all worlds tour”.

#JoeSatriani #SammyHagar #BestOfAllWorlds #VanHalen #EVH #EddieVanHalen #evhgear #ExclusivelyVanHalen #JohnnyBeaneTV

[dinosaurwithablog]

Jimi Hendrix is my favorite guitarist ever!! I grew up listening to him play, and I've missed him ever since he passed. He was so ahead of his time, and his music was starting to transform into something else beautiful and brilliant. I love Jimi. I wore a bandana around my thigh for years in honor of Jimi Hendrix. I still do sometimes.

I'll see you in the next world. Don't be late.... don't be late

Jimi Hendrix, Voodoo Child

I won't be late, Jimi 💜💜💜

[city0f-dreams]

Tag Dump 2: Muse Stuff, Part 1

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Smash Mouth - All Star 1999

"All Star" is a song by the American rockband Smash Mouth, released as the first single from their second studio album, Astro Lounge (1999). It was one of the last tracks to be written for Astro Lounge, after the band's record label Interscope requested more songs that could be released as singles. In writing it, guitarist Greg Camp drew musical influence from contemporary music by artists like Sugar Ray and Third Eye Blind, and sought out to create an "anthem" for outcasts. In contrast to the more ska punk style of Smash Mouth's debut album Fush Yu Mang (1997), the song features a more radio-friendly style.

It received generally positive reviews from music critics, who praised its musical progression from Fush Yu Mang as well as its catchy tone. It was nominated for the Best Pop Performance by a Duo or Group with Vocals at the 42nd Annual Grammy Awards. Subsequent reviews from critics have regarded "All Star" favourably, with some ranking it as one of the best songs of 1999. The song charted around the world, ranking in the top 10 of the charts in Australia, Canada, and on the US Billboard Hot 100, while topping the Billboard Adult Top 40 and Mainstream Top 40 charts.

The song's accompanying music video features characters from the 1999 superhero film Mystery Men, which itself prominently featured "All Star". The song became ubiquitous in popular culture following multiple appearances in films, most notably in DreamWorks Animation's 2001 film Shrek. It received renewed popularity in the 2010s as an internet meme and has ranked as one of the most-streamed rock songs from 2017 to 2021 in the US. In June 2019, the music video was remastered in high definition and received subtitles in commemoration of its 20th anniversary. By that point, it had received over 219 million views on Youtube. In 2020, The New York Times listed the song as #1 in their top ten climate change songs.

"All Star" received a total of 90,9% yes votes!

[lovebugism]

Someone knocks at the door while you and rockstar!Eddie are fucking and instead of stopping he goes faster while yelling ‘In a minute’ to the person at the door

the one where your friends keep catching you and eddie having sex (rockstar!eddie universe, established relationship, implied enemies to lovers, cw for smut 18+)

Let it be known, that it would take a nearly apocalyptic nuclear war — or something rapture adjacent, at the very least — for Eddie Munson to stop fucking you. Most people have learned this the hard way. You included.

You’re a panting mess beneath his pale, tattooed form. Eddie’s body, made of milky white silk, grows slick with a fine layer of sweat as he thrusts mercilessly into you. His curls sway around your face each time his lean hips collide with your open thighs. The dull clapping sound that fills the bedroom is punctuated by Eddie’s choked-back groans and your subdued whimpers.

The two of you always make it a point to be polite about your fucking — never quite as loud as you want to be, so as to keep from traumatizing your roommates. Like respectful adults. So it’s entirely Steve’s fault when he barges in with a halfhearted knock like a total psycho.

“Hey, do you guys wanna—” The boy freezes at the sight of his best friends, in a pile beneath the covers, who before now hated each other’s guts. His face screws together like he’s tasted something sour. ��Jesus Christ…”

Eddie ceases his thrusts to toss Steve a look over his freckled shoulder. He never moves off of you, effectively shielding your naked body from his view, nor does he pull his stiff cock from your pulsing confines. Much to your horror.

“What?” the wild-haired boy wonders through labored breaths, face flushed red with sex.

“I was gonna ask if you guys wanted to come to the movies with me and Robin,” Steve answers with a roll of his eyes, already on his way out. “But you’re obviously busy—”

“Wait— That new buddy cop movie?” Eddie calls to the boy’s retreating form.

“Eddie!” you hiss through your teeth, filled with panic and distant pleasure, ‘cause the idiot’s trying to have a conversation like he isn’t balls deep inside you. He flashes you a wide-eyed chocolate stare like he’s innocent. “Stop,” you mouth to him.

“Yeah. Start’s at eight.”

“Well, don’t leave us, alright?” he tells him. “We’re coming.”

“Gross,” Steve mumbles and shuts the door behind him.

Eddie turns back to you. His curly bangs are damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead in places. His glowing cheeks are tinted a faint pink color. His lips are swollen and rosy as they curl into a smirk. Sex is written all over his face, painfully so. 

“That pun wasn’t intended, by the way—” Eddie jokes before you swat at his lanky bicep. “Ow!”

—————

A year or more later, you and Corrodded Coffin are selling out venues across the country. The world is a whole lot bigger than The Hideout, apparently. ‘Cause, as it turns out, more than just a couple of drunks care about seeing your band play. 

Somewhere down the line, you and the lead guitarist of said band are more serious about each other than you ever planned to be — much to the dismay of the rest of your bandmates. Not because they hadn’t spent years waiting for you guys to get together (they most definitely had), but because it was virtually impossible to have privacy while living on a tour bus.

Despite your feeble efforts to stay as subtle as possible, it’s dreadfully apparent when you and Eddie are fucking. The door to the bunks slides slowly shut, and Jeff and Gareth wait with walkmans over their ears until it opens again. This time, they flip a coin to decide who has to interrupt.

Gareth loses (‘cause Gareth always loses) and curses under his breath while he knocks on the closed door. 

“Do you guys want food?” you hear him ask over the heavy breathing in your ear. “That fancy ramen place across the bar just offered us dinner.” 

Meanwhile, Eddie Munson is riddled with post-show adrenaline as he all but fucks you stupid. His curly hair is as wild as his glassy eyes, now smokey around the edges with smudged black liner. He keeps his chest flush to your spine as he pounds into you with a primal sort of vigor — one ringed hand curled in your hair, the other gripping the plush of your hip.

“Nah, man!” he calls back, choppy through labored breaths, ‘cause he never stops thrusting into you. You’d be worried about the quiet clapping sound of his hips against your ass if your head weren’t so fuzzy. “We’re good!”

The promise of food reminds you that you haven’t eaten since earlier that day. Suddenly, you’re overcome with unexpected hunger and looming pleasure. 

“Wait, Eds,” you pant. “Food actually sounds really good right now.”

Eddie rolls his eyes in response, even though you both know he’s gonna give you what you want either way. First, a leg-shaking orgasm that you’ll in feel in your limbs for a half hour after it’s over. Second, all the damn ramen you can eat.

“Fuck, fine— Okay, we’re coming!” Eddie shouts. “Just give us, like, ten minutes, will ya?!”

Gareth grumbles faintly from the other side of the sliding glass door. “Yes, master,” you hear him grouse as he stalks off back to the living area of the tour bus — where it’s safe. 

A laugh rumbles in Eddie’s chest as he starts fucking into you again. You bury a whine into your pillow when his balls slap your clit. He presses his mouth to your ear, and you feel his lips curling into a lopsided smile there. “You call me that, and we’ll be outta here in thirty seconds flat, sweetheart.”

[macksting]

I've met him in person btw and he's a fucking sweetheart

[ID: Text-intensive Twitter thread from the Shapeshifters chest binders Twitter account in reply to a post by artist and author Ursula Vernon. Vernon says, A non-zero number of you apparently did not know that The Last Unicorn was a book before it was a movie. It is by Peter S. Beagle. It is made of spun glass and fairytales and iron knives and there are individual lines that I would give my lungs to have written. Shapechangers replies, I saw him every year at NYCC for several years straight, bought something at his table, asked him to sign it, and we spoke. He remembered me from year to year, no small feat at that con. He remembered which stories he'd told me. One year I came back with a different gender on. He squinted at me a bit and said thoughtfully, "I've seen you before in this place." All I had to say was, "last year you told me the story about the inoshishi." And his face cleared, and he leaned in with a grin and told me about a German guitarist who he traveled with, twice. Who transitioned between the first and second time, so he'd gotten to meet this person all over again on the second round. It was a wonderfully kind way to let me know that everything was fine. I was fresh out of the closet and I needed that, and maybe he could see it. The Last Unicorn is the best book in the world and I will defend it and its author til I die. the end. /end ID]

I don't usually talk about celebrities; artists, when I do, and I'm keenly aware that one needn't be a good person to be a hell of a heartwrenching artist. But Peter S. Beagle has written a few of my favorite things in the world, he's an excellent singer and filker, and this Twitter thread was dreadfully important to me. I don't want it going away as Twitter becomes Shitter, because it's so often bad news, isn't it? It's important to me to share trans joy.