I’ve had a few days to process and understand what it means not to have B.B. King in our lives any longer. His music is something that will remain, but I have not known a world without B.B. King in it physically. When I was learning about the blues and specifically blues guitar, it was B.B. King and Stevie Ray Vaughan who were my two guys. For some, their King was Albert or Freddie, but for me it has been and will always be B.B. King.
I was fortunate enough to meet B.B. King in 1988, when I was 10 years old. I met him at the LAX Airport. He walked over to my dad and they were talking about a music show they were both on years earlier. At that age I wasn’t able to understand the importance of the person who was standing in front of me. All I knew was that they were talking about boring things and I was ready to leave the airport. The only artists I cared about were Guns N’ Roses and that wasn’t Slash he was talking to. When we develop the technology to go back in time, I have made the promise to return to that moment and kick myself. Although, what did you expect from a 10 year old? Continue reading