Let’s hear it for
Mr. B. B. King!
I have a bright memory of seeing and hearing the King of the
Blues a long time ago, in the late ‘80s, on Long Island, with my son.
B. B. King was an exemplar of the man, the performer, the
artist, the one-of-a-kind guy who can do what so many others wish they could
do, who does it with clear mastery, savoir faire, élan, humble talent, spirit,
love….
Listening to the old dudes like B. B. King helped me learn
to understand that the blues speak to me, the blues go deep, the blues excite
our primitive enjoyment of rhythm and beat and the timeless sound of music….
Music is essentially human, and the blues is an over-sexed
call to be in love, the blues conjures the friend you want when a friend may be
the only good thing in your life, the blues is comfort food for the ears and
the heart, the blues helps you share the pain when you feel the pain….
Wherever B. B. King went, he made the blues happen.
Farewell to Mr. B.
B. King!
Riley B. King
(1925-2015), R. I. P.
Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2015 All rights reserved.
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