Life, Misc

The Thrill is Gone

“Maybe in the here after
Instead of tears
I’ll learn all about laughter”
 B.B. King


Somehow my naivety never allowed me to entertain the idea of a world absent of the great Mississippi-born Blues legend, B. B. King. He is everyone’s favorite grandpa, who just so happens to have a hidden talent of creating melodies with his fingertips, strumming the strings of old Lucille. This King of Blues is unmatched and his musical influence will be heard for years to come. 
Easily at the top of my list of great Blues singers and musicians, his music signifies the commencement of Saturday morning house cleaning. Mama would open the windows, allowing the breeze in and through the house, while “The Thrill Is Gone”  flowed from room to room. Without fail, there was an impromptu singalong and dance break or sway as the mop hit the floor, trailing the baseboards of the hallway. 
And now, the words of B.B. King are truer than ever for me. 
  
“Well now, it’s three o’clock in the morning
And I can’t even close my eyes. 
Three o’clock in the morning
And I can’t even close my eyes. 

My B.B. King Pandora station whispers, as the trills of old Lucille trigger memories from the good old days. 

Rest well, B.B. You’ve given us so much and you will be missed. God bless. Amen.

K. Jones ❤️
  
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“Riley B. King was born Sept. 16, 1925, on a plantation near Itta Bena, Miss., to a sharecropping family. He said he never knew what his middle initial stood for; his stage name, B.B., was short for Blues Boy, from his early radio billing as the Beale Street Blues Boy.” www.thewashingtonpost.com

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