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.
B. B. KINGReligion began as a natural explanation of the universe. The problem started when people refused to accept new evidence.
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A day that I don’t learn something new is a wasted day.
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Religion began as a natural explanation of the universe. The problem started when people refused to accept new evidence.
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I 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 can’t think of anyone I’ve mistreated. I’ve always thought that I am my brother’s keeper. And I believe there’s a ‘great spirit’ that takes care of all of us.
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I call myself a blues singer, but you ain’t never heard me call myself a blues guitar man.
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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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It just seemed to me that the way I played was nice. I could hear it myself.
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When I sing, I play in my mind; the minute I stop singing orally, I start to sing by playing Lucille.
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I never use that word, retire.
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The blues was bleeding the same blood as me.
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It’s going to be years and years before most people realize how greatly he contributed to American music.
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Elvis, he was unique. And he loved the blues, it was a pity he didn’t do more.
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I was glad to see other blues guitarists like Albert King have crossover successes like me. We played in the same places like the Whisky and the Filmore. When Albert made his guitar cry, he could cut you so deep!
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Being a blues singer is like being black two times.
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Nobody loves me but my mother, And she could be jivin’ too.
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