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You can hear souls scorching: Joe Bonamassa heads to the hometown of his revered Rory Gallagher, while Kenny Wayne Shepherd resets the clock on 30 years Late at night, bourbon poured into a glass clinks softly against the ice. No matter how digital, slick, and hyper-efficient the world becomes, what we truly, endlessly love is the gritty 12-bar blues cranked out by overdriven vacuum tubes and frayed fingertips. Let me come clean. The moment I read this news while packed onto a crowded morning commuter train, clinging to the hand strap, I muttered under my breath, "Give me a break, this is just gonna make cheap whiskey taste way too good again," earning a genuinely suspicious glare from the young guy in a suit next to me. But cut me some slack—blues fans just got hit with a double-shot of bone-deep, pulse-pounding good news. ### Pure Frenzy in the Holy Land of Cork! Joe Bonamassa Delivers a Heart-and-Soul Rory Gallagher Tribute …