Albert King: An Appreciation
They called him the big man.
Standing in front of the stage at the original Lone Star Cafe, which may have been all of three and a half feet off the barroom floor, he appeared a giant. From the balcony that wrapped around the front and right-hand side of Continue reading
Riley B. King (B.B.)
1925-1915
B.B. in 1980, the year I saw him play.
(AP Photo,)
Last week, at the age of 89, B.B. King passed away. Despite a flurry of surprisingly good albums over the last 10 years or so, he’d not been on my must-listen list. If I’m honest, and I try to be, Albert was always my favorite King, and Freddie came next. I liked B.B. I just never loved him. (I have been known to remark Continue reading
The legendary London graffito of the early 1960s had it that ‘Clapton is God.’ What if the scribblers were wrong?
That’s the thought that went through my head as I finally got around to listening to ‘Wynton Marsalis & Eric Clapton Play the Blues Live from Jazz at Lincoln Center.’ This 2011 release is Continue reading
An Honest Con 