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	<title>Comments on: I Looked to Jimmy Page to Save Me, but it&#8217;s Jeff Beck that Came Through</title>
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		<title>By: Linear Culture and a Mad Man&#8217;s Quest</title>
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		<dc:creator>Linear Culture and a Mad Man&#8217;s Quest</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Oct 2010 06:25:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] get me wrong, &#8216;recycling&#8217; can bring about something cool and creative. Beck (not Jeff, the other Beck) showed us [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Queensryche pummel Thompson Twins in celebrity death match and Youtube vocal wonderboy proves it was not rigged.</title>
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		<dc:creator>Queensryche pummel Thompson Twins in celebrity death match and Youtube vocal wonderboy proves it was not rigged.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 05:20:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] the age of ‘Metal’ true young rockers like myself who longed for the days of our forefathers (e.g. Zeppelin, Floyd, Hendrix) and had yet to see the [...]</description>
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		<title>By: The Beatles Were Overrated, Hendrix Was a Hack and Classical Music Is Stupid.</title>
		<link>http://www.behindthekit.com/2009/07/24/i-looked-to-jimmy-page-to-save-me-but-its-jeff-beck-that-came-through/comment-page-1/#comment-148</link>
		<dc:creator>The Beatles Were Overrated, Hendrix Was a Hack and Classical Music Is Stupid.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 06:16:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] just read an interview with Jeff Beck where he talked about seeing Hendrix for the first time. He said he basically realized there was no [...]</description>
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		<title>By: keith</title>
		<link>http://www.behindthekit.com/2009/07/24/i-looked-to-jimmy-page-to-save-me-but-its-jeff-beck-that-came-through/comment-page-1/#comment-112</link>
		<dc:creator>keith</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 03:48:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That&#039;s crazy dude... That redefines the term &#039;white knuckle grip&#039; for sure...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That&#8217;s crazy dude&#8230; That redefines the term &#8216;white knuckle grip&#8217; for sure&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Gigasaurus</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gigasaurus</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 19:51:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This reminds me of an experience I had about a decade later. We had saved up our measly gigging earnings for one summer adventure which was to take the Train to the LA Coliseum and see Mark Knofler on his Brothers in Arms tour. Somewhere as we entered Orange County the train just stopped.  Turned out there was another train way ahead of us that had hit a horse trailer and so none of the trains were moving.  After a half hour wait in one station, we slowly rolled to the next (and waited another half hour). We were getting antsy that our summer adventure was getting ruined.  We decided at the next station, one of us would try to hail a cab while I would find a phone and get a cab to meet us at the next station.  I ran to a phone while my buddy ran for a cab.  What I didn’t realize was the horse situation had been cleared up, and our Amtrak was just going to do a touch and go at this station to make up for lost time.  I hung up and ran.  My buddy slipped in the train as the door closed.  I ran up to the door – I could see my 3 friends and a conductor all nodding and signaling that they were going to stop the train.  I followed along on the platform and it seemed like they were slowing down to let me on.  At the last instant I grabbed the steel handle by the door and the train TOOK OFF. I just had this handle to hold onto, and there was nowhere really to put my feet.  I kind of edged my feet around the back corner of the car so I didn’t swing out.  Its 7 minutes from the Anaheim station to the Fullerton station.  Those trains go fast. Every time you go over a street you get a bump – signal lights are going off and cars are honking (I guess some people saw me). The Amtrak horn is enough to kill you.  As we pulled into the Anaheim station there was a train going the opposite way about 5 feet from my head. As we stopped at the station, I still had to bolt all the way around the train to the other side and get on the platform without getting hit. I glanced under the wheels for a sec and decided against that (touch and go). I had to go for the front of the train since it was closer.  Around the front – the train luckily did not start up on me. Up on the platform – in the first door.  I had to go about 4 cars back to get to my friends.  It was an indescribable reunion. I was so freaked out I just lied down on a seat and curled up in a ball. The concert was great – we only missed the beginning.  I did not ride or go near a train for 10 years after that.  I still get nervous when I hear one of those Amtrak horns.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This reminds me of an experience I had about a decade later. We had saved up our measly gigging earnings for one summer adventure which was to take the Train to the LA Coliseum and see Mark Knofler on his Brothers in Arms tour. Somewhere as we entered Orange County the train just stopped.  Turned out there was another train way ahead of us that had hit a horse trailer and so none of the trains were moving.  After a half hour wait in one station, we slowly rolled to the next (and waited another half hour). We were getting antsy that our summer adventure was getting ruined.  We decided at the next station, one of us would try to hail a cab while I would find a phone and get a cab to meet us at the next station.  I ran to a phone while my buddy ran for a cab.  What I didn’t realize was the horse situation had been cleared up, and our Amtrak was just going to do a touch and go at this station to make up for lost time.  I hung up and ran.  My buddy slipped in the train as the door closed.  I ran up to the door – I could see my 3 friends and a conductor all nodding and signaling that they were going to stop the train.  I followed along on the platform and it seemed like they were slowing down to let me on.  At the last instant I grabbed the steel handle by the door and the train TOOK OFF. I just had this handle to hold onto, and there was nowhere really to put my feet.  I kind of edged my feet around the back corner of the car so I didn’t swing out.  Its 7 minutes from the Anaheim station to the Fullerton station.  Those trains go fast. Every time you go over a street you get a bump – signal lights are going off and cars are honking (I guess some people saw me). The Amtrak horn is enough to kill you.  As we pulled into the Anaheim station there was a train going the opposite way about 5 feet from my head. As we stopped at the station, I still had to bolt all the way around the train to the other side and get on the platform without getting hit. I glanced under the wheels for a sec and decided against that (touch and go). I had to go for the front of the train since it was closer.  Around the front – the train luckily did not start up on me. Up on the platform – in the first door.  I had to go about 4 cars back to get to my friends.  It was an indescribable reunion. I was so freaked out I just lied down on a seat and curled up in a ball. The concert was great – we only missed the beginning.  I did not ride or go near a train for 10 years after that.  I still get nervous when I hear one of those Amtrak horns.</p>
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