There are four kings of the blues: B.B. King, the perennial favorite; Freddie King, a vastly underappreciated guitarist who died far too young; Earl King, and Albert King, who established himself with a fabulous album, Born Under a Bad Sign.
I think everyone knows B.B. King. Or knows of him anyway. If you don’t, you are sorely missing out.
Freddie King never gained the fame he deserved. The first time I heard this song, I went home and listened to it on repeat for about an hour straight.
Albert King is a new discovery for me, one I am looking forward to getting to know better, much better.
Earl King was a landmark artist especially for New Orleans audiences and made his fame as a songwriter as well as a performer.
All hail to the Kings.