So on Saturday I went to see the Allman Brothers Band at the Beacon Theater in New York. As you know if you know me, Duane Allman is my favorite guitarist ever. As you know if you know anything, he's also dead. So I obviously wasn't expecting too much from the remaining Allman, Gregg (yes I'm sure it has 2 g's), as I knew that in the 40 years since Duane's death, Gregg did not have the musical prowess to learn slide guitar up to par with his brother. However, I was pleasantly surprised by a young man named Derek Trucks, whom I have affectionately nicknamed faux-Duane, and who was also the best live guitarist I've ever seen. It is my suggestion that you listen to the songs I'm posting, as well as obtaining the album At Fillmore East, as it is the bomb-diggity. It is also extremely difficult to find good quality videos of the band with Duane, as he died in 1971.
Stormy Monday:
One Way Out:
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