A Moment In Time With B.B. King
Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 11:30 pm
Last night, I attended a concert by Buddy Guy and B.B. King at Bethel Woods in Bethel, NY. I was there to review the show for a newspaper, so I had a backstage pass that allowed me full access anywhere I wanted to go. Buddy played a great set, and I interviewed him today over the phone for a feature story in Premier Guitar coming up in the November issue.
I was shocked to see B.B. in a wheelchair right before he was scheduled to go on. His valets helped him up and he strode onstage with a little difficulty. For the next 90 minutes, B.B. did his gig, but one thing was obvious; he spent more time talking to the crowd while his band vamped quietly in the background than he did playing guitar or singing. For someone who first saw B.B. in 1970 when he was in his prime (and many times since), I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness watching him. At nearly 84, there's no question he has slowed down, as we all will. It's part of life. All in all however, B.B. sounded just fine, both instrumentally and vocally.
At the conclusion of B.B.'s set, his valets helped him on with his coat and hat, got him back into the wheelchair and off the stage. I stood right next to B.B., whom I had met on several occasions over the years, bent down, hugged and told him I loved him. B.B. smiled and thanked me. He's an extremely humble and gracious man, even to this day, after all the fame, wealth and accolades. I followed his valets and road manager, as they wheeled the King of the Blues into the backstage area and out to the bus. There was no meet & greet. I was sorry to see him go.
In no way is this meant as a criticism of B.B. King. Indeed, I am happy he is still with us and hope he continues to tour for as long as he is able.
I was shocked to see B.B. in a wheelchair right before he was scheduled to go on. His valets helped him up and he strode onstage with a little difficulty. For the next 90 minutes, B.B. did his gig, but one thing was obvious; he spent more time talking to the crowd while his band vamped quietly in the background than he did playing guitar or singing. For someone who first saw B.B. in 1970 when he was in his prime (and many times since), I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness watching him. At nearly 84, there's no question he has slowed down, as we all will. It's part of life. All in all however, B.B. sounded just fine, both instrumentally and vocally.
At the conclusion of B.B.'s set, his valets helped him on with his coat and hat, got him back into the wheelchair and off the stage. I stood right next to B.B., whom I had met on several occasions over the years, bent down, hugged and told him I loved him. B.B. smiled and thanked me. He's an extremely humble and gracious man, even to this day, after all the fame, wealth and accolades. I followed his valets and road manager, as they wheeled the King of the Blues into the backstage area and out to the bus. There was no meet & greet. I was sorry to see him go.
In no way is this meant as a criticism of B.B. King. Indeed, I am happy he is still with us and hope he continues to tour for as long as he is able.