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Legendary longtime Gibson guitar-mate Lucille<\/strong> has confirmed\u00a0that blues legend B.B. King<\/strong> has died at the age of 89. I’ll be honest, my deep appreciation of King’s legendary blues status is limited to the standard 1-measure excerpt of the chorus of his legendary hit song, “The Thrill Is Gone,” the bit where he hits a legendary, mellow blues chord and sings the legendary line “The thrill is gone…”<\/p>\n I’m not proud of the fact that I’ve never tuned into the song beside that sole K-Tel ad-length snippet. I must have heard it all the way through a few times, but it made no impression on me. Whenever I saw King playing on late-night talk shows and gala events, I couldn’t get beyond the\u00a0legendary, tuxedo-clad figure sweating out trills on his legendary Lucille, his eyes\u00a0closed and his jowls\u00a0shaking in ecstasy in response to\u00a0his 2-measure lick, while seated on a chair.<\/p>\n My other bit of evidence of B.B.’s legendary contributions to the world of music came to me through his legendary contributions to U2<\/strong>‘s not-quite legendary blooz exercise, “When Love Came to Town.” Let’s face it:\u00a0I couldn’t even begin to use the term “not-quite legendary” without B.B.’s 2-measure trills.<\/p>\n So listen, before you get mad at me and post “How dare you…!” replies, please let me know WHY I’m wrong in feeling like B.B. King was the Eric Clapton<\/strong> of the Blues, that is, the most highly regarded musician of his genre for little obvious evidence. I’m aware that the joke is probably on me, but I want to learn exactly why B.B. is due the following heartfelt, official\u00a0remembrance:<\/p>\n <\/p>\n\n