For some twenty-five years I’ve maintained an obsession with four specific seconds in all the history of rock & roll. Four seconds of a single guitar ripping a hot lick, the opening salvo to a rock & roll song from 1969, a song I don’t particularly love (it’s not my typical go-to music), played by a band I almost never listen to (no disrespect intended). But these scant seconds thrill my ear, lift my spirit, and send me back to my own guitar with renewed enthusiasm, and they capture the singular virtuosity of Steve Ferguson—a great musician from Louisville you’ve likely never heard, which I consider truly unfortunate, because boy is he ever worth the hearing.
The song is “Flat Foot Flewzy” and the band is NRBQ and this was the lead single from their second album for Columbia Records, Boppin’ the Blues.
You may have just won this thread. Gritty. Bluesy. Even white guys get up and “dance” to this.Ray Charles - What'd I Say
That’s So Boss!!!Waylon's version of "Can't You See."
From that first soft lonesome chord, I'm locked in. When the Telecaster kicks in, forget it.
John Fogerty wrote a solid two dozen intros that are stone classic, but my favorite is this:
One more tin a pretty different vein:
So young.