Jeff Beck has left the building, this seems unfathomable. You just don’t expect it and then they’re gone. I saw Jeff quite a lot socially as where I live is where he grew up and he still liked going to the fish and chip shop, and that’s what we used to do. What a way to start this year. So, some pictures to remember him as a guitar player he was untouchable. The Les Paul was Jeff’s and I actually found it under the stairs at his house filthy and covered in rust, not even in a case.
