LOL

One of the things that blew donkey cock about 70's & 80's rock was those 20 minute jack-off guitar solos.

The worst part was they all kinda sounded the same-- with some dill-hole with 85 lbs of hairspray dry-humping his axe on stage like he somehow compared to Hendrix. Wash, rinse, repeat, ad nauseam for two decades.

Oddly enough, the best guitar player I've ever seen live was a 5'2" Russian chick, but it's a close call because The Reverend is nothing to sneeze at.
Its a hard call because you're dealing with a single-genre rockabilly guitarist vs a university trained musician that can blur her fingers over the strings playing Gypsy, Turkish, Cossak & E. European folk & American 'Rokenrol' that's been metalled up, and switch straight over to an accordion for the next song, then bang out something on the keyboard that makes your jaw drop all in 20 minutes.