Jimmy McG ™

Music:

Member Since: 9/2/2005
Band Members: Anybody who plays with conviction and loves it with ther heart and soul.
Influences:

I try to be original,But, I'm a product of my influences, Kinda like guitar soup:) I Love the HardRock of the 80's, I strive to have:Jeff Beck's Whole bag o' tricks :) Jimmy Page for other worldly chops and creating my medeival outlook on music Eddie VH's sheer joy when he plays George Lynch's Orgasmic Tone and that SICK vibrato;) Warren DeMartini's seamless approach and sick Tone! Jake E. Lee's Stage presence and Ferocious Attack! Randy Rhoads modal scale knowledge Yanni for his ethereal composing and keyboard chops Gary Moore's phrasing Michael Schenker's Pychotic prowess John Norum's tasty, ferocious, harmonic melody. John Sykes' heart and soul. The attack on those helpless strings. Rick James..Without Rick there would be NO Booty shaking! Dave Meniketti's Solid, fluent Rythym Criss Oliva's Passion Reb Beach's innovation Neal Schon's sense of melody Hank Williams Jr.'s... Way of looking at it all :) Waylon Jenning's.. Rugged Wildness Neil Geraldo's Hooks ... Ronni LeTekro's classical sensabilities and deliberate picking abilities. Mark Kendall's smoky, blues that rip paint off walls. Dimebag Darrell for being the real deal. Rudoph and Mathias: Elusive, edgy licks that singe fingers... Donald (Buck Dharma) Roeser, Jimmy Page's favorite guitar player and definately one of mine. Steve Stevens for scorching my ass everytime I listen and showing me Flamenco is totally cool!You get the picture;) In other words, Long Live ROCK-N-ROLL

This is for my brother, Criss Oliva. I remember you everytime I pick up my white Charvel. RIP...

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Sounds Like: ~ Just One Jam in the Musical Passions of Jimmy McG ~

Steam slowly rises from beneath the wheels, beginning to roll down the tracks. Just a hiss, the warming up of embers deep inside the core of a giant locomotive. It finally starts moving, picking up speed. Until, mile by mile, it's pushing tons down the rails with a power that is heart stopping. Energy rushing past the face as one stands by the tracks and feels the rumble beneath the feet. Kinetic… driven. Precise.
That is akin to what I heard as I was treated to a private and exclusive concert by Jimmy McG and his jazz buddy, sit-in, Alex. I knew it would be something out of the ordinary. Jimmy McG doing jazz. I expected, well, I'm not sure what. This is what I got…
To paint the whole picture, I will first depict the backdrop, a very fluent and well adept player, Alex keeping up a nice accompaniment. Experienced and innovative, something McG so appreciates. Imagine a mixture of Eric Johnson does jazz and perhaps Al Dimeola… Alex knows his guitar and that was a very solid ground for the mighty McG to race his engine. What I listened to was not McG doing jazz, but the man and his soul express his answer to the jazz, in the spirit-fire rock he is so well known for. And then some…
Imaginative… presenting emotion like an audio wi-fi, bright and colorful one minute and mysterious and elusive the next. Soul and gut feeling threaded like silver and gold, spun like a tapestry of liquid oxygen and strings… Fingers met each note with unabandoned convergence, two partners, the musician and the instrument. The chords were bold and brash, wrapped delicately inside runs that were ethereal and ferocious all in one tone. The melodic content was entertaining, theatrical and capable of creating mind pictures of the emotion McG conveyed. I saw and felt his passion, able to relate by just the presentation alone. The frets were caressed by his fingers and yet ravished by the passion in his composition.
The voice. Guitar tone that was a golden child of not only a well tuned guitar, but expert fingers that knew how to make it talk. Heart crying bends, alliterating such drama, while the power and recklessness of the meaner side was easily painted in with athletic grace and well chosen execution.
It was not just a performance to be heard, but to be experienced. Honey and raging fire met and had primal mating… Soul and passion danced and created scorching hot sparks as the conviction rang true and accurate. Pirouette surprises, blossoming orgasm, expressed with dynamic and deeply felt licks of fire. It was all that!
Jazz created the conditions necessary for a raging inferno perhaps, but McG brought the torch that made it burn. He told his own story and left the heart shocked and amazed. Fingers that chose and sung well through his tool of the craft. It brought to mind Lynch's inventive attack and animated phrasing, while it also laced the finer edges with the bluesy tears of Gary Moore and even a bit of Jimmy Page of all players. It was nothing short of delightful. Schenkers turbulence, with Reb Beach's abstract textures… It had it all. McG had a lot to say with the eloquence that depicted with only the licks of the tasty and most expressive shapes.
The locomotive shook the ground and left the tracks melting hot with the feel.
It left the listener bedazzled and somehow changed by the magic. It left the listener wondering how he did it. A canvass of emotion and performance, displayed like a flag in the tempest. Spontaneous, gutsy and unpredictable… Hmmm, it left the listener deciding, maybe a little bit of the rocker McG likes jazz…
I kid you not… the poetic MysM…

Jimmy McGs Melodic Details

Status: Mated but not living in a cave. Here for: Friends to jam with, either in person or in spirit Orientation: Straight, "Dont you know that women are the only work of art?" Don Henley Hometown: Philadeliphia Freedom, smile one me Body type: Well built Strat Ethnicity: Play that funky music white boy Religion: GOD, and rock n roll Zodiac: Aquarius Unique, highly sexual, creative and inventive Smoke/Drink: Peace pipe and Jack Daniels and I share Children: Three that own my soul. Education: School of Hard Rock Occupation: Rock is my business, business is good Income: Euphoric tone, harmonic bliss, great vibes and magic oh, and free drinks.