I’m no good with chords. I’m horrible with chords.
B. B. KINGI look at an audience kind of like meeting my in-laws for the first time. You want to be yourself, but you still want to be somebody that they like. When I go on the stage each night, I try my best to outguess my audience.
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I’ve been married twice. Most women would rather not be married to a traveling blues singer.
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We all have idols. Play like anyone you care about but try to be yourself while you’re doing so.
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The blues was like that problem child that you may have had in the family. You was a little bit ashamed to let anybody see him, but you loved him. You just didn’t know how other people would take it.
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The crowds treat me like my last name. When I go onstage people usually stand up, I never ask them to, but they do. They stand up and they don’t know how much I appreciate it.
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The way I feel today, as long as my health is good and I can handle myself well and people still come to my concerts, still buy my CDs, I’ll keep playing until I feel like I can’t.
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There’s a sadness to all kinds of music if you want to hear it. There’s also happiness to it if you want to hear it.
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Nobody loves me but my mother, And she could be jivin’ too.
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And as long as people have problems, the blues can never die.
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I wanted to connect my guitar to human emotions.
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Albert King wasn’t my brother in blood, but he sure was my brother in Blues.
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Playing guitar is like telling the truth.
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I’d rather be B.B. King. That’s the way I started. Let the heavy metal guys play heavy metal, let the others play the other … I try to do what I do better, not get away from it.
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I do it because I still get a kick out of it. I still love performing. It keeps me young.
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I don’t think anybody steals anything; all of us borrow.
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I don’t like to feel that I owe anything. I like to feel that I pay my own way, no free lunch.
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