Back in the day, Jeff Healey was rawk's bluesy young-gun, playing his Strat to frat-bwoyz and connaisseurs alike.
These days, he could be found managing his Toronto jazz-blues bar, hosting the occasional rawk act from time to time.
Yes... he could've stuck around, churning out record after record and touring his ass off, but since most modern popular music have started to cease being about MUSIC, he decided to take another angle, which is cool in many ways.
And right about now he is facing another battle with cancer: his first one cost him his sight when he was a baby. Here's praying that he'll beat this motherfucker once and for all.
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