I will remember Mr. King as one who always worked and lived on his own terms. I think he had no regrets. He definitely made this world a more tolerable place.
Did anyone here meet him? Closest I got was a concert he did here (NZ) in the 80s. After most songs he would throw a pick or a pin to the crowd. One time he bent down and held a pin out to the crowd at the front. We all reached for it, and I felt the girl I had taken grab my belt and pull up to try and give me more height. I got the pin (and briefly touched his hand) and bruised testicles. Good times.
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i am fortunate enough to have met a lot of the blues greats,including the great mr.king.
i do not have a story that approaches either of yours.i simply had a connection with blues musicians more famous,or familiar with the stars, than me ,and would get backstage or on tour buses to meet them.
i can tell you,that during the short encounters,he was very humble and warm. he seemed generally interested in me,like for that moment i was as important as anybody.
Some time in late 70's I was with my girlfriend and a couple of drinking buddies at Eli Mile High Club in Oakland CA pounding a few too many beers and dancing to the great Lowell Fulson and his crack band. At around midnight the front door swung open and in walked B.B. King with his guitar case in hand. He walked right up to the bandstand, plugged in his guitar and spend the next 90 minutes trading licks and vocals with Fulson.. It seems B.B. had just come from a gig at the Oakland auditorium and I guess he felt like jamming .
I said about three words to him and shook his hand at the end of the set.