Who is Eddie Van Halen

Edward Lodewijk Van Halen ( van HAY-lən, Dutch: [ˈɛtʋɑrt ˈloːdəʋɛik fɑn ˈɦaːlə(n)]; January 26, 1955 – October 6, 2020) was an American musician and songwriter. He was the guitarist, keyboardist, backing vocalist, and primary songwriter of the rock band Van Halen, which he co-founded in 1972.

Van Halen is regarded as one of the greatest guitar players in rock history, and was well known for popularizing the tapping guitar solo technique, allowing rapid arpeggios to be played with two hands on the fretboard.

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Edward Lodewijk Van Halen was born in Amsterdam on January 26, 1955, the son of Jan van Halen and Eugenia (née van Beers). His father was a Dutch jazz pianist, clarinettist, and saxophonist, while ...
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Musicradar: eddie van halen on how he discovered tapping watching led zep: "i never claimed that i invented it! but i do know how and when i figured out how to do it..."
Notlewistbh: i need to beat the wannabe eddie van halen junior allegations
Superbeastbrew: this same argument could apply to the guitar/instrument perfectionists like the eddie van halen’s of the world. whatever that dude was doing wasn’t art, it was some athletic conquest. jock rock. and in the grand scheme of things, soulless.
Amchslibrary: new biography! unchained: the eddie van halen story by paul brannigan
Darealseanmoney: eric clapton is in my top 5 greatest guitar players ever. 1. eddie van halen 2. jimmy hendrix 3. slash 4. jimmy page 5. eric clapton
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