Jeff Beck (24 June 1944 – 10 January 2023) is gone. He and Hendrix were my guitar heroes.
One of his memorable works for me was "Blackbird"...
described thusly: Beck using the curved side of a dinner fork to get ultra-high notes to simulate the ambient chirping of birds sampled for the track:
"Round about spring, a blackbird sings loudly up on my roof," jeff said, and "Although I didn't record that bird, I got a tape of a blackbird and started jamming with him. If you listen, the notes the bird is singing are almost beyond human hearing, but the actual punctuation and tonal things are there. I aped the bird as close as I could, and we all had a good laugh with that one."
And as remembered by The Guardian and by Bob Lefsetz.