Stubs: # 88 – B.B. King, Auckland, 2011

Still feels like such a heavy weight, knowing he’s gone. I, like a lot of others, have said my goodbye, and was expecting B.B. King to die for the last few years – in fact, in a way, this gig was my goodbye to him. The chance to (finally) see him. Okay, so he wasn’t at his best. But it was about the pilgrimage.

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