And the hits just keep on coming….
Johnnie Johnson, the father of rock & roll, the inspiration for the song Johnnie B. Good, and my fellow St. Louisan, died today. At least I don’t have that “ah shit, I never got to see him live” guilt I had when Elliot Smith and Mitch Hedberg died. My sister stage managed a couple of shows for Johnnie at the Sheldon concert hall about seven or eight years ago. It was a great show and I met him afterwards. Of course at the time I had no idea what a legend he was.