What I know is that [George Harrison] was a lovely lead guitarist, beautifully understated. The thing is, you’ve got your Jimi Hendrix, you’ve got your Eric Clapton, and then you’ve got guys who can play with bands. And George was a band and a team player. People get carried away with lead guitars, and blu-du-blu-du-blu-du-blu, and feedbacks. And it’s all histrionics, when it comes down to it. George was an artist, but he was also a fucking craftsman. When you listen to his songs, you’re aware of how much went into it. He didn’t flip anything off. George crafted his stuff very, very carefully, and it all had its own feel.
This was a guy who could come out with a great song or a great record anytime. I was always waiting for some more. Let’s hope there’s more in the can. I always loved ‘Guitar Gently Weeps’, because that was a guitar-player thing. And ‘Here Comes the Sun’—it’s just beauty. Beauty. What can you say? Still waters run deep. I have no doubt that there was a whole lot inside of George, and a whole lot he never revealed. But at the same time, every time he did something, he did reveal a little bit of himself. So that in fact you think you know George better than George knew himself.
I’m going to miss him. And if there is anything like heaven and shit like that, hopefully John and him are saying, “How you doing, pal, want a drink?” You just have to wish him well. I just hope he’s jamming with John. The spirit lives. The thing is, you make a record or two, and there’s a little bit of immortality there. George left his mark, man. I don’t think I can say anything else except, “George: Miss you. Bless you. And we’re still listening to you.”"