Yes, I know that this is a day or so late. Being a truck driver always seems to interfere with the important things in life. Like loading premium ammunition, tying flies, getting sharp objects in proper condition, and blogging!
So, while listening to Coast to Coast as I drove up the interstate in the middle of a raging storm I heard the sad news. B. B. King has passed on… Indeed, an era has come to an end. At least if you like The Blues as I do.
It started for me in 1968. Leonard Formosa, myself and someone else all decided to go to a Blues show. A rather marked departure from our normal Rock & Roll habits. I think it was in Solana Beach. The show had performers that reads like a history of the Blues.
There was a black woman that opened. Sorry but I don’t remember her name. What a voice! Then there was none other than Pork Chop. Followed by the master of the harp (harmonica) James Cotton. Then it was B.B. King…
Rest in peace BB, we will remember you and Lucille forever…
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