James’s guitar tone is instantly recognisable to those who knew his playing. Dark and brooding, with a tremelo driven wobble, it was also capable of being light and joyous, dexterous dancing notes from traditional sources, bubbling over with fast Hammer-Ons and graceful bends.
He understood early 1920’s and 30’s guitar styles perfectly, but wasn’t bound by them, stretching the boundaries until they transcended the usual blues guitar cliches, but never breaking the cord attaching him to the past.
James was my older brother, my friend, and I miss him terribly, but every time I put a bottleneck to a string, I remember him.
Skip Sail
Muchas gracias, amigo!
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