Rest In Peace B.B. KING

[CP/M User]

Playing "Riding With The King"

 

[mrJim]

Rip

 

[JimJam]

This was expected but no less sad now that it's happened. He defined the music as much as anyone ever did. Seems like he's been around forever and will continue to be.

Early period


Middle period


Late period

 

[LOU/REALM]

Very sad news ...the death of a REAL legend . R.I.P B.B

 

[Radagast]

The Thrill will remain !

 

[Johnny-Too-Good]

Buddy Guy and Eric Clapton first to honour memory of blues legend


Buddy Guy and Eric Clapton have led tributes to blues legend B.B. King, who has died peacefully in his sleep at home in Las Vegas.


His lawyer Brent Bryson confirmed the news earlier today, and his friend and blues guitarist Buddy Guy was among the first to pay his respects to a man he describes as “the greatest guy I ever met.”

Guy continues: “The tone he got out of that guitar, the way he shook his left wrist, the way he squeezed the strings… man, he came out with that and it was all new to the whole guitar playin’ world.

“He could play so smooth, he didn’t have to put on a show. The way B.B. did it is the way we all do it now. He was my best friend and father to us all.

"I promise I will keep these damn Blues alive. Rest well."

Eric Clapton posted a video on his Facebook page, saying: “I just want to express my sadness and say thank you to my dear friend B.B. King. I want to thank him for all the inspiration and encouragement he gave me as a player over the years and for the friendship we enjoyed.

“This music is almost a thing of the past now, and there are not many left who play it in the pure way that B.B. did. He was a beacon for all of us who love this kind of music and I thank him from the bottom of my heart.”

TRIBUTES

Joe Bonamassa: God bless you B.B. Rest in peace my friend. Thank you for all that you did for this kid. My condolences to his family and band.

Beth Hart: So sad to hear about the passing of the legendary B.B. King. Rest in peace. You will be missed.

Lenny Kravitz: B.B., anyone could play a thousand notes and never say what you said in one.

Richie Sambora: I’m so, so sad – he was so great to me. We’ve lost the King. My love and prayers to his family.

Ringo Starr: God bless B.B. King. Peace and love to his family.

US President Barack Obama: There’s going to be one killer blues session in heaven tonight.

 

[Zepfan]

B. B. King may be gone, but the thrill is still in our hearts . . . RIP Brother

 

[Johnny-Too-Good]

Obituary: B.B. King

It’s no exaggeration to say that the passing of B.B. King marks the end of an era in modern music. For the man born Riley B King in 1925 was the last of the generation of blues artists that forged the music in the Southern States prior to World War Two. There’s still Buddy Guy, of course, but King was the last link back to that primordial scene, which in rock'n'roll terms represents the dawn of creation. His was a life that, in the words of long time friend Bonnie Raitt, “encapsulated the history of the African-American experience in America post slavery... as well as the whole history of rock'n’roll, jazz and blues.”


King lived the life of a bluesman, right down to learning his craft playing on street corners. Indeed, written down on a page his early years almost read like a spoof of the hardship and suffering we traditionally associate with the blues. Born into a sharecropping family whose eldest members could remember slavery, his father left when he was 5 and his mother died when he was 10. From that age Riley had to fend for himself, experiencing the sort of poverty that from the distance of the early 21st Century is unimaginable.

Needless to say, music was a consolation. “The blues didn’t have to explain the mystery of the pain that I felt, it was there in the songs,” King wrote years later in his autobiography Blues All Around Me. Growing up it was the music of Blind Lemon Jefferson and T Bone Walker that comforted, sustained and inspired him. At the age of 12, he bought his first guitar.

And it is as a guitarist that he made his name. His developed a unique style - deft and economic phrasing with ‘bent’ notes and a clear, bright tone that he coaxed from his Gibson ES 355, one of over 30 guitars that were christened Lucille. The name came from an incident in the winter of 1949 when King played a bar in the town of Twist, Arkansas. Whilst he was performing two men who were fighting knocked over a pail of kerosene and the venue went up in flames. King rushed back inside to rescue his instrument, grabbed it and later overheard that the fight had been over a woman called Lucille. His lucky guitar was nicknamed thus.

King’s rise came just before rock n’ roll and though he knew many of its original instigators – he recorded for Sun and Ike Turner recommended him to the LA-based label Modern Records – he didn’t benefit directly from its revolution. Instead he kept his head down and remained on the so-called chitlin circuit that had so far sustained him. King was just two years the senior of Chuck Berry, but seemed a generation older. He lacked a gimmick, none of his songs had the hooks or easy going slang that appealed to teenagers. As the 50s shaded into the 60s he was barely keeping his head above water and was being hounded by the IRS for unpaid taxes. “I didn’t know what I was doing,” he said of these years, “I didn’t know you could hire a tax attorney to work out a deal. I just went on, putting one foot in front of the another, plodding my way through.”

It wasn’t until the late 60s that he started to receive the respect and rewards he deserved. In common with contemporaries like Howlin’ Wolf and Muddy Waters it took a generation of young British musicians to alert a wider audience to his music. His 1965 album Live At The Regal — perhaps the greatest live blues record — was a huge influence on Eric Clapton, Mick Taylor and Peter Green, while John Lennon opined that “he wished (he) could play guitar like BB King.” He toured with the Stones and then in 1970 scored a surprise hit with The Thrill Has Gone. It won him his first Grammy and set him up for the sort of crossover success that had scarcely seemed possible just a few years earlier.
King became revered not just for his superb guitar playing, but for what he represented. As the years went by and older bluesmen fell by the wayside, he continued to work, at a feverish rate. At his peak he was playing over 340 shows a year, a figure which by his 70s had slowed down to a mere 200 or so. He toured the Soviet Union long before the Cold War thawed, and then in 1988 collaborated with U2 on their Rattle And Hum project. The following year their album track When Love Comes To Town became his only UK hit single.
There was a certain cultural tourism in all this and King must have been aware that the longer he continued, the more he became a living monument to the blues. But after the decades he spent struggling to make ends meet he surely didn’t begrudge the ambassadorial role he took on for the music he loved so much. There aren’t many left now who remember first hand the conditions and deprivation that provided so much of its source material - as an unnamed contributor to the 2011 Life Of Riley feature documentary sagely put it: “the blues won’t stop (when he goes), but it’ll never be the same.”

B.B. KING SEPTEMBER 16 1925 – MAY 14 2015

 

[Mr. Bob Dobolina]

How blue can you get? I found out this morning when I heard the news. This one hurts. Rest in Peace Mr. King.

 

[Metal Health]

I just found out. This is sooooo sad! RIP B. B.