The first time I worked B.B. King, I almost didn’t work B.B King. He couldn’t find the theater.
Sue Weill of the Walker Art Center had booked him for two performances, 7 and 10 PM, at the Guthrie Theater. Naturally both shows were sell-outs.
King wasn’t there for sound check; but that was no big deal, his group had played together for a long time and they knew what B.B. wanted. But as it grew closer to show time, King’s absence became something to worry about. There was no front act booked, but the band worked it out to play the part of a front act without B.B. until he showed up.
Thanks to a policeman who liked blues guitar, King showed up after the band had just been on stage for about ten minutes. He walked on stage to thunderous applause and the…
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May 28, 2015 @ 22:59:25
A belated thank you for the reblog of my post.
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May 29, 2015 @ 06:58:03
You are very welcome sir, wonderful stories!
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