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[Roaring Amps and Weeping Pickings! The Night Eric Steckel's New Album 'Sandstorm' Knocked a Middle-Aged Guitarist Off His Feet] Late at night, sipping cheap bourbon, I sometimes wonder: when did the volume of the world's guitars become so "well-behaved"? Digital amps connected to headphone jacks out of fear of disturbing the neighbors. Clever simulators lined up on pedalboards. Of course they're convenient. I don't have the hobby of blasting a Marshall full stack at midnight and having the landlord call the cops on me (though if it's about the time I had to write an apology letter once, that's a different story). But we creatures addicted to the blues will have our joints dry out and squeak unless we occasionally bathe in the raw, stomach-punching roar of a real amp. There is a man who unleashed a fierce sandstorm upon just such a parched, desert-like heart. He is the American blues-rock guitarist, Eric Steckel. Released via SPV Recordings, his new album 'Sandstorm' is simply irresistible. …