VOL. 44 | NO. 4 | APRIL 2023
The Timelessness of Jeff Beck
BESIDES SRV, MY favorite guitarists when I was a whippersnapper in the Eighties were gents from the Sixties. Sometimes I’d be embarrassed by that because, when I’d extol the virtues of Clapton, Page, Hendrix, Mick Taylor and Clarence White, and spend days learning the Bluesbreakers’ “Hideaway,” “Steppin’ Out” and “Snowy Wood” note for note, I was often made to feel that I was living in the past. But I never felt that way when I told people that I loved Jeff Beck, because Beck — even though he was just as much “a Sixties guy” as, say, Dave Davies, Eddie Phillips or Hilton Valentine — always seemed as though he was from the distant future. Besides, his…