I can still remember the feeling of hearing 'Runnin' With The
Devil' burst from my cheap headphones - most likely on my Sharp Cassette
Walkman, by the way.
My older brother had a cassette of Van
Halen's '1984' which I ritually abused often in my Walkman and
ghettoblaster. 'Panama', 'Hot For Teacher' and 'Top Jimmy' were smoking
tunes to me, and even 'Jump' for all its synthy pop sheen had a ripping
guitar solo. The sound, attitude and tone of that record convinced me to
reach back and before long I had a double cassette copy of Van Halen I
& II.
H-O-L-Y!
The tone!
It smacked me around the
head. The car siren fades out, the bass thump introduces the end of the
world, and Eddie rips into that simple, arrogant riff. The guitar tone
was like nothing I had experienced before, and I was a guitar child of
the eighties.