Some of rock's finest moments were born from an instinctive touch of magic, a flourish of inspiration. There's Paul McCartney's beautifully executed a cappella intro to 'Hey Jude', a split second before the piano comes in; the 'Scaramouche' sequence in Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody'; that emphatic downbeat marking the start of Dylan's 'Like A Rolling Stone'; and Bowie's soaring, smiling vocals on the chorus of Ziggy Stardust's 'Starman'. But perhaps the greatest of all is the heavenly sound of a 12-string Rickenbacker guitar played by LA-based folkie Roger McGuinn for the opening bars of Mr Tambourine Man -a piece of shimmering pop majesty so perfect in its completeness that it can still bring a shiver to the spine nearly 50 years later, no matter how many hundreds of times one might have heard it.
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