I've always remembered a great line from a wonderful little film called The Commitments, which tells the story of a ragtag assortment of Dubliners who form a soul band. A character named Jimmy Rabbitte says, "The Irish are the blacks of Europe." To me, that says a lot. Like African Americans, the Irish have lived The Blues for centuries. And it shows…in their soul-fire poetry, prose, and music. So, you're probably thinking "Van Morrison." But today I want you to think "Rory Gallagher." Heard of him? I hope so. But if not, listen up: he was one of the greatest blues-rock guitarists of all time and is a national folk hero in Ireland. He died 18 years ago today - June 14, 1995 - so let's take a moment to pay homage to this passionate workingman of the guitar.
During Rory's career he released 12 solo albums with sales exceeding 30 million copies worldwide. In 1971 he beat out Eric Clapton as Melody Maker International's Top Musician of the Year. In fact, Clapton once said that Rory was responsible for “getting me back into the blues.” The Rolling Stones once considered him as a replacement for guitarist Brian Jones. The only reason he's not better known in America is because - to quote the name of one of his famous albums - he went against the grain when it came to self-promotion, studio gimmicks, groupie baiting, and rock star posturing.
Born in Ballyshannon and raised in Cork, Rory was a self-taught guitarist. His parents didn't own a record player. Like many future musicians growing up in the bland land of the BBC, he received his early blues-rock education by listening to R&B greats on that premiere music school of the airways, Radio Luxembourg. He started touring as a young teen with a cheap guitar, hitting the clubs of Ireland and England - even Hamburg, Germany, where The Beatles cut their teeth. He used the money he made from gigging to make payments on a 1961 Sunburst Fender Stratocaster. He worked that guitar so hard during his marathon performances that the alkaline from his sweat stripped the instrument of its paint. That guitar became his trademark.
In 1966 he formed a critically acclaimed power trio called Taste. They released several LPs, played regular gigs at London's home of the blues, The Marquee Club, and opened for supergroups like Cream and Blind Faith. John Lennon praised the band, telling New Musical Express that Taste was a "bright spot" among the copycat guitar acts of 1969. Rory's popularity rose during his solo career in the 1970s. He was one of the few artists with the balls to regularly perform in Northern Ireland's capital of Belfast during the troubled days of street warfare with British troops. He was a true virtuoso, influencing guitarists like Queen's Brian May, U2's The Edge, and Slash of Guns N'Roses.
To me, his most endearing quality was his total devotion to his craft and dislike of celebrity. In an era of rock star flamboyance, his stage uniform consisted of simple denim jackets and plaid shirts. He had no interest in hit singles, and stood up to his record label bosses who insisted he release the powerful "Edged in Blue" from his 1976 "Calling Card" LP. Performing was his pure passion. Rory told Rolling Stone magazine in 1972, “It seems a waste to me to work and work for years, really gettin’ your music together; then to make it big, as some people do, and just turn into some sort of personality."
It's a pity he died so young - at age 47 in 1995 - from an infection (MRSA) following liver transplant surgery. He left behind no wife or children, but lives on through a legion of dedicated fans and followers. The Irish will always refer to him as "the people's guitarist."
Below are some great clips of the beautiful, phenomenal Rory.
© Dana Spiardi, June 14, 2013
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