I almost passed up my one opportunity to see him perform at a jazz festival more than 20 years ago. Man, he burned the place up and I was glad I went. You could look around in the crowd and see people from 8 to 80 tapping their toes and swaying back and forth. The guy was just a stone cold genius as a composer and a performer - Drown In My Own Tears is just about my favorite blues song ever. I know it's true Into each life Some rain, rain must pour I'm so blue Here without you It keeps raining More and more America has lost another one of its national treasures.