What I Want
Is to hear a Hammond B3 trembling, then wailing, through Leslies. A drop-eyed lead guitarist, half-pint tucked in ass pocket, bending the strings on a well-worn Telecaster, triplets beat with tired resignation and a voice, reminiscent of Janis, crying truths ‘bout love.
Yeah.
That’s what I wanna hear tonight.
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Yeah.
That’s what I wanna hear tonight.
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posted by Jonas | 4/04/2011 01:42:00 AM
6 Comments:
Time for an evening out at a club, methinks.
Not sure what "Leslies" are, but I get it. It's usually a muted horn for me.
Methinks you might be right, Ponita. Just waiting for the right music/venue...desperately.
Patti, you've no doubt seen a "Leslie" if you've been to a concert where the keyboardist played a Hammond B3, the workhorse of blues/rock bands for decades. The Leslie speaker is unique. It boasts a ginormous woofer and tweeter horns that spin on an axis. The horns are visible at the top of the speaker and they twirl apace with the volume. There's something ethereal about those Leslies when coupled with a B3. Kinda like peanut butter and jelly, Stilton and port...a perfect pairing that's a gift to the senses.
Oh, for a perfect pairing...
Your comment wrung a smile from these pursed lips, Ponita.
Ah, yes, the "perfect pairing" as elusive and mythic as the Holy Grail...
By the by, I'm hoping a friend or two will join me to see Joe Bonamassa as he passes through Chicago in October. Me NEEDS me some blues and sonic succor.
As it was intended, Jonas...
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