RIP Jeff Beck

Saw a special on JB a few years back. He was passionate about cars as well as guitar. He had his own shop, built/rebuilt his own cars, drove his cars, etc.



I appreciate "passion" in just about any form and Jeff Beck was a passionate man. Again, RIP, JB.
Jeff Beck was a dedicated hot rodder that was also really good guitar player.
 
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[ADDED] I (and I suppose a lot of people who only know the Beck version) never realized that “Cause We’ve Ended As Lovers” has lyrics.

https://genius.com/Syreeta-cause-weve-ended-as-lovers-lyrics

OK, I'm embarrassed to admit I did not know that. Wow, really nice. I always heard Beck's guitar as 'singing' on that tune, but to hear the real human voice and lyrics along with it really brings it out. I'm going to be studying these side by side now. It's an addiction!

Jeff Beck was a dedicated hot rodder that was also really good guitar player.

Hah, a 'car guy's' perspective! :)

-ERD50
 
OK, I'm embarrassed to admit I did not know that. Wow, really nice. I always heard Beck's guitar as 'singing' on that tune, but to hear the real human voice and lyrics along with it really brings it out. I'm going to be studying these side by side now. It's an addiction!

-ERD50

Kinda sorry I read the lyrics. They're beautiful and touching, but JB's singing guitar allowed me to fill in my own meaning. And, of course, the meaning changed every time because my mood had changed. YMMV
 
A somewhat belated addition to this thread…

Yesterday I watched a film I’d DVR’d and hadn’t seen since it was released in 1966 (I’m surprised I was even allowed to see it back then). The film is Blow-Up, directed by Antonioni.

The reason why it’s relevant to this thread is that there’s a scene later in the movie with The Yardbirds with members Jimmy Page and Jeff Beck. Beck does a “Townshend-esque” guitar smashing thing in the performance. Quite a trip as is the whole movie.
 
A somewhat belated addition to this thread…

Yesterday I watched a film I’d DVR’d and hadn’t seen since it was released in 1966 (I’m surprised I was even allowed to see it back then). The film is Blow-Up, directed by Antonioni.

The reason why it’s relevant to this thread is that there’s a scene later in the movie with The Yardbirds with members Jimmy Page and Jeff Beck. Beck does a “Townshend-esque” guitar smashing thing in the performance. Quite a trip as is the whole movie.

I've found that scene on YouTube before - yes, very strange.

-ERD50
 
A somewhat belated addition to this thread…

Yesterday I watched a film I’d DVR’d and hadn’t seen since it was released in 1966 (I’m surprised I was even allowed to see it back then). The film is Blow-Up, directed by Antonioni.

I remember that film! My freshman English teacher at the University of Hawaii (fall of '66), REQUIRED us to go see that in person at the theater before writing an essay reviewing it. I was furious because I had no boyfriend and didn't feel comfortable going to a movie theater alone; in those days that seemed to me like loose behavior for some reason and embarrassing. So, I got my mother to go with me.
The reason why it’s relevant to this thread is that there’s a scene later in the movie with The Yardbirds with members Jimmy Page and Jeff Beck. Beck does a “Townshend-esque” guitar smashing thing in the performance. Quite a trip as is the whole movie.
Here's the guitar smashing:
It was might have been a good movie but we both thought it was dumb, I suppose due to feeling that we had to watch it whether we wanted to see it or not. So, I wrote a scathing review of it.
 
Yes, that’s the scene. It was so long ago I didn’t remember much of it but it shaped my impression of what London was like. It’s a well-received film and pretty racy for that time but, whatever the underlying message was it was way over my poor head to grasp!

(but, now that I know Beck and Page were in it, I likes it a little more :D )
 
It’s a well-received film and pretty racy for that time but, whatever the underlying message was it was way over my poor head to grasp!

Mine, too. I was so grateful that my mother went with me because it was embarrassingly racy, for the time. I thanked her profusely and she seriously contemplated lodging a complaint with the university about that requirement. I don't remember if she did or not. As for me, all I wanted was an A or B in English, not that sort of content!

As for the underlying message, at the time I thought it was sheer idiocy. But then, I was already annoyed by having to take my mother to see what we regarded as very nearly porn, just to pass a required freshman English writing class.
 
Mine, too. I was so grateful that my mother went with me because it was embarrassingly racy, for the time. I thanked her profusely and she seriously contemplated lodging a complaint with the university about that requirement. I don't remember if she did or not. As for me, all I wanted was an A or B in English, not that sort of content!

As for the underlying message, at the time I thought it was sheer idiocy. But then, I was already annoyed by having to take my mother to see what we regarded as very nearly porn, just to pass a required freshman English writing class.

Watched it recently. Still don't get much of it, but I think it did offer a picture of some of the goings on at the time. For instance, GF (now DW) was invited to pose nude for an art class by her art instructor ca 1967. Nearly as she could tell, this would have been at the instructor's apartment. (She only took the art course to fulfill the university requirements for a rounded education. It was the equivalent of "basket weaving" for jocks kind of course.) But the instructor was a hippie who was into communal living, hot tubs with students, etc. Heh, heh, GF declined the offer. Eventually, the instructor told the students that they would be allowed to give themselves their own final grade. DW stopped attending class and gave herself an A. I liked that about her then and I still do.

Returning you now...
 
I remember buying Beckola in the early 70's - Great Album

RIP
 
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