RIP, Mr. BB King
The world is a sadder place today because we lost BB King.
Widely considered one of the most influential blues musicians of all time, BB regaled us with his talent and grace for many years.
I met him once in the late 1990s at the Blue Note in New York. I went upstairs to the ladies’ room before the show and when I was leaving it, he came out of the green room to get ready to head downstairs, graciously allowing me to go down the stairs before him. We exchanged smiles, and I told him that I had traveled from New Hampshire where I was living at the time to see him. He cracked some joke that I do not recall, and I headed down for the show.
I am grateful I saw him perform a number of times over the years, and he never ceased to impress me, even last year when his health was starting to fail. He played Lucille as he always had, with affection, passion and immense talent.
Heaven – if I believe in it – has better music today because he is there. The thrill is NOT gone; it lives in the hearts and souls of all those great bluesmen and blueswomen – from Eric Clapton to Quinn Sullivan and all those in between – and we will remember BB always.
Rest in peace, dear sir. Eighty-nine years of you was not enough.
For my review of the last BB King show I saw, click here.