The world of Rock and Roll, and the world beyond, has lost a legend - Jeff Beck, the Maestro, the Six-String Warrior, and one of the greatest to ever do it.
I could use the space to rattle off the resume - replacing Eric Clapton in the Yardbirds, the Stones and Floyd courting the man to fill in for departed members, leading the super group that was The Jeff Beck Group, and so on and so on... But I won't. You don't need me to do that - you already know that.
Instead, I'll tell you how Jeff Beck's music makes me feel.
Listening to music is a multi-sense experience. You hear it, obviously. But you also feel it. You are moved by it... Physically moved. Over the past 24 hours since his passing, I've watched a lot of Jeff Beck performances that have been shared across social media, and his music has moved me. Every single time it has moved me. It's like a reflex that I can't control.
I like to close my eyes when I listen to music, especially music I haven't heard before. I've been doing that with Beck's catalogue and it's been an immersive experience. A friend shared "Beck's Bolero" from the Jeff Beck Group in 1967 and it took me away. Click the video below, listen, close your eyes, and let it do the same for you.
This is his gift and our treasure - Jeff Beck's music. His mastery. It remains here for us. How lucky are we that he decided one day long ago to pick up a guitar and see what happened? Twice inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame - once in 1992 as a member of the Yardbirds and again in 2009 as a solo artist - Jeff Beck will live on forever in the rock annals in Cleveland and in our headphones and on our speakers.
Here's another favorite and Thursday's "Classic Cut of the Day" on 97.5 WONE:
It's hard to say, but it's possible (maybe even likely) that we've never seen nor will we ever see a talent like Jeff Beck. May he rest in peace.