The return of crazy awesome temperamental !!!

Everything is pretty much summed up in the title ...
This guy is the generation of Clapton, Page, Hendrix, Townshend.
Who knows? Apart from scratch (and even old, + 40 rods) and a handful of fans, not many people.

And why? First, he has a pig's character reputation 100% pure breaker nuts.
Then it is, admittedly, quite fickle.
To continue, he chose not always easy pathways to the radio "mainstream": turn jazz-rock with the pioneers of the genre in the 70's, the precursor of instrumental rock albums before Mamlsteen, Satriani, Vai and other masturbators guitaristic.

But when this type, ensures ... well ... it widely hovers above the fray! As proof, his latest DVD "Live at Ronnie Scott's," and this album.

No guitar sounds as pure as his. All electric guitars critics should listen at least once in their life a piece of JB
And so begin with this album, for that matter.
The kind of stuff that even my college music teacher could appreciate. Yet as soon as she heard the word "electric guitar", it was an asthma attack, had an eczema flare and an attack of tachycardia ...

In addition, this guy all in the fingers.
Yes Yes.
Having seen on stage at a time when nearly every guitarist on the planet had the largest electronic effects racks as XXL and flashing fridges as in "Meet the 3rd kind"; JB had 2 Fender amps and 2 Marshall amps at the bottom of the scene.
In between, his roadie plugged 3 effect pedals in a state of advanced pourritude as I would not give them to my worst enemy.

And it sounds ...

I did not like his electro period. But this album, calm, rested and classically inspired is a delight.

Bravo, Maestro !!!