Good morning, friends. Today, I want to share with you a story about one of my most unforgettable fan experiences. It was a cool fall evening filled with music, laughter, and a moment that spoke for the power of the blues music .
It happened one sunny afternoon while I was out on the street, playing to a lively crowd. People were dancing , swaying, hula hoops were spinning, and the energy was electric. I encouraged everyone to join in. “Do you want to shake something?” I’d ask, handing out tambourines and egg shakers. The crowd loved it. They were clapping, dancing, throwing money and completely engaged.
Then, I saw her—a lady in the crowd with a deep look in her eyes. I asked her, “Ma’am, would you like to shake something?” She looked puzzled and replied, “What?” I repeated, “Would you like to shake something? Maybe a tambourine?” With a smile, I handed her the tambourine.
She took it and started shaking it, spinning around in a circle with the rhythm. But suddenly, she fainted, collapsing right there on the pavement. It looked like she might have hurt herself, and the crowd quickly rushed to her aid. People were pouring water on her, fanning her, and doing everything they could to help.
She woke up , she was fine . I never did stop playing , I was used to seeing folks pass out from church but she was slain by the Blues. Albert King called it “ BLues Power ” I'll never forget that day .