There's a particular kind of silence that follows a great guitar solo. Not the silence of an ending, but the silence of a listener trying to process something that moved faster than words. Some solos ...

I remember hearing Jimi Hendrix for the first time. I was around 10, and it was before I started playing guitar, and he blew my hair back. I thought: What is this fire, and how can I lunge into it?

There's a specific kind of silence that falls in a room when a guitar solo lands exactly right. Conversations stop, heads turn, and for a few seconds the whole world seems to shrink down to a single ...