Originally Posted by
BluesDawg
Biting my tongue....
So a legendary bluesman in his mid 60s is having to work every night on the road, playing in little bars in college towns and such and they stick him in a basement with a bunch of kids to wait two hours to play and you expect him to be happy and friendly? forget you.
Let that boy boogie-woogie
He was nicer than Prince....
But the smokester was just trying to make me feel better. Thanks! Part of the embarrassment was* due to John Lee Hooker's dour face. If it would have been someone more gracious, I wouldn't have felt so stupid. But, still, the man had a right to be dour, being on the road his whole life. I don't know how musicians live like that.