WinterBorn
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Boo hoo. Why should anyone care about a dead entertainer?. He was another useless parasite with a "job" of zero social value.
Music certainly has a social value.
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Boo hoo. Why should anyone care about a dead entertainer?. He was another useless parasite with a "job" of zero social value.
Boo hoo. Why should anyone care about a dead entertainer?. He was another useless parasite with a "job" of zero social value.
Music certainly has a social value.
Boo hoo. Why should anyone care about a dead entertainer?. He was another useless parasite with a "job" of zero social value.
Music certainly has a social value.
HAHAHA. Having a job of social value means having a job like engineer or businessman or scientist. Or on a lower level - farmer or plumber or auto repairman. Those are the people who create wealth and give us this hi-tech world we live in. THINK
Boo hoo. Why should anyone care about a dead entertainer?. He was another useless parasite with a "job" of zero social value.
Interestingly enough King was unable to play a single note on his guitar while singing. he never did both at once.
The King is dead. long love Buddy Guy!
He didn't play any chords either.....Interestingly enough King was unable to play a single note on his guitar while singing. he never did both at once.
One of the greatest blues musicians has died. BB King died today in Las Vegas.
I've had the honor to work with him several times the first time being in 1990. He's a big teddy bear with one of the biggest hearts in the world. He always had young blues guitarists with him on tour and mentored countless musicians. Like Johnny Lange, and Kenny Wayne Shephard and Joe Bonamassa. I've worked with all of them starting when they were just teenagers in the 90s.
I will never forget the first time I worked and met him. We talked for about 20 minutes or so and he spent the whole time talking to and staring at my chest. When I was in front of the stage taking photos he spent the whole time looking down my shirt, the stage was tall and I'm short. While he did that he was a harmless teddy bear. When we were done talking he held out his arms and hugged me right around my chest. LOL. From then on whenever we worked together he always had the most heart warming smile and greeting with that great big hug.
I will miss him and cherish my memories of working with him. I'm honored to have had the opportunity to work with him for so many years.
Blues Legend B.B. King Dies at 89 | Variety
When Dr. John goes, I'm going with him.....
The King is dead. long love Buddy Guy!
I got permission to share this. I have numerous friends in the Atlanta music scene. One of them posted this today, after hearing BB King had died.
"It's 1986. I'm in the middle of a desultory internship at the Dallas Sound Lab in Irving, Texas. Everyone is all a flutter because we're getting a bigtime celeb in for a recording session. Grover Washington Jr. Is having a guest appearance on his Strawberry Moon album. There's some technical issues (it's early days for digital recording....so there's lots of those). I'm asked to go into the studio and keep the guest distracted...bring him snacks and make sure he's comfortable.
It's BB King.
After I get over the awkward stage we settle into polite conversation. He's being really friendly. He notices I'm eyeballing Lucille on the stand next to him. "Do you play?", he asks me. "Yes....a little", I reply. "Show me something" he says......and hands me Lucille.
He. Hands. Me. Lucille.
I very poorly play a few licks and he compliments me saying "you got a little something in you, Son. Keep at it". I damn near die.
They get the issues resolved and the session continues.
A couple of years later I'm walking through the Raleigh Durham airport the day after July 4th. BB had played with the NC Symphony the night before and was in the airport waiting on a plane. I walk up to re-introduce myself "hey Mr King, we've met before..." Blah blah blah.
"Yeah.....in Dallas right? You still playin'?"
I damn near die again."
I have always read and heard that he encouraged young musicians and spoke with his fans. A class act. He will be missed.