Before: I know he's an icon of the past, with his gravelly, grandfatherly voice, but I'm pretty in the dark besides that. A good dose of B.B. is like a shot of musical vitamins into my system (as in, he's a master, and listening to him should give me wings ASAP.)
During:
I am imagining myself springing off my butt and doing some jumping jack-like dance moves during his song, "Everyday I Have the Blues." There are beats bouncing off the walls and energy splattered everywhere.
The combination of his words, sputtering out of his deliberate mouth, coupled with supporting beats, really elevates "How Blue Can You Get?" to a high level.
MAN, can he wail!!! That voice like a glockenspiel- a guttural, refined, legendary glockenspiel! [Worry, Worry]
I am loving the spoken parts of this album. Nay, the PROCLAIMED parts. The SOUL-RELEASING, WISDOM EXPRESSING parts!
"Sweet Sixteen" was a sassy little number. I feel like it's quenched my yearning for finding something deeply original today.
A thoroughly AWESOME album, I give this 9.5/10. Nay, let me rate it differently. Just to listen to this record, I would:
-Mow the lawn
-Clean 37% of my room
-Fetch six buckets of ice from the upstairs of Mouzon to the downstairs for the bartender I sort of don't fancy
If you have a bit of unplanned time in your day and some magazines you'd like to skim or cleaning that's on your mind, pop in this album as your soundtrack. It'll glisten more than the silver you'll have polished after it's all over- even if you're a professional!
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