In my thinking, the real heroes are the ones that play acoustic blues. There is "no smoke and mirrors" affect. No faking it. It is raw, pure Blues. Now you can slide up to Chicago Blues with those same cats plugged in and get that same roots feel. But when all that fancy tap dancing and flying over the moon sound comes in, it loses me. Don't get me wrong. I dig some of the new stuff and play it on my Blues radio show. It is just that where I feel at home is in that well worn easy chair of the old time blues. (putting feet up on ottaman and sipping some tea)