Terry was the guitarist with the blues/jazz/rock fusion band Chicago. He was incredible. Don't take my word for it - listen to someone who might know. Sorry, I am having trouble constructing this, please bear with me.
Jimi Hendrix was so self-effacing and modest, for someone who could play a guitar "just like a'ringing a bell." Watch him in this clip, while I try and find the ONE I ACTUALLY NEED, GODDAMMIT!
OK, I give up, this computer is driving me mental, and my usual search procedures are producing gibberish. I'll have to come back and fix this up, but I want to publish it now. Look, take my word for it, Jimi said that 'that guy from 'Chicago' is a better player', and many people agree. There was just too much hype about at the time, who was or wasn't 'the world's greatest guitar player'.
I am STILL trying to find the video I know exists, as above. But I have got sidetracked, and today I had some information that means that I have lost focus. But you don't need to know that. Look, watch Jimi Hendrix in this interview with Dick Cavett.
OK, let me try and find a video of Kath at his height.
No, it's no good, my technology has let me down. I will have to come back and find the exact ones I want. But this one isn't bad:
OK, fellow bloggers, you must have been here before ... I was going to go on and insert videos from the later career of Terry Kath, to build up to the climax of his sad early death. He drank, he got fat, he lost his finger speed and ability, some of the last videos of this song are painful to watch ...... yes, yes, yet another sacrifice on the altar of rock and roll. But it's all going wrong. Even the font is wrong, just let me go and fix that ....
I am so frustrated right now. Cat, come here, I want to kick you.
[Later: OK, I have found one of the videos I wanted. I'll leave the earlier one up - but this one is so much of its era, and you'll see why. Sadly, it also foreshadows Terry's fatal accident. You'll see that, too.]
No, I'm being disrepectful. Honest, I will come back and fix this up. The music is worth it. The story is that Terry, who collected handguns, was tired and emotional for various reasons (well, Jack Daniels will do that to you), was happily cleaning one at the kitchen table and, when warned of the danger said the immortal words 'Don't worry, it ain't loaded!" or similar. Versions vary. But then there was a gunshot, and no more Terry.
Drat. He sure could play. Clapton, you're a journeyman. Go look at some of the other Chicago videos, while I try and fix this up.
Jesus, just listen to the solos in these videos. You won't find anything better.
Right, should I do this? In the mood I am today, yes. You have to know that, as I've said elsewhere, any story taken to its end, ends in tragedy.
I apologise, this blog entry is a mess. I have tried to do too many things at once. And I am just not in the mood. I am going to leave it here.
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It's ok.
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