I saw BB in a very small bar, mid 80s, seated right next to the stage just off his right elbow. He and band kicked butt. After the show he handed out picks, baby blue with "BB" written on them, to everyone that was stageside. I was but a teen and PINING for a pick ... and it seemed he was giving everyone but me a pick.
He was just toying with me, good-naturedly, and I was the last one to get a pick and he shook my hand and thanked me for coming . I still have that pick.
I would pay money to see him again. I don't care if he doesn't even play guitar, and no, he's not my favourite blues artist either. I hope I'm still slapping the ebony on my upright when I reach his age. Kudos to him for doing what he loves and defying all who oppose and expect him to go gracefully.
RAGE, rage against the dying of the light, BB. Respect.
I saw Johnny Winter recently. A friend said he wasn't going, because he wanted to remember JW as before, when there was fire in JW's fingers. I went, 'cause I'd never seen JW live. With respect and proper expectations, I was not disappointed. His bass player and drummer helped him out on stage; he stood for a few songs then sat on the provided chair... Was it the ol' Johnny Winter with lightning licks? No, it was the
old Johnny Winter and I'm glad I went and supported another legend. Saw Herbie Hancock recently he tours with his own sound guy, who should be fired for the wall of mud given and I'm glad I got to see yet another icon.
If it's not your bag to see these older guys before they're gone, that's cool by me. To each their own. I'll continue to go bask in their glory, even if it's fading or tarnished, 'cause I love the blues, rockabilly, jazz and more besides.