It is a shock to realize how old Buddy Guy is now. For so long he was the youngest kid on the block.

I heard him play, when Clifford Antone was still alive, in Austin. Antone had cultivated a public who would actually hold still and pay attention to blues music. And this audience knew Buddy Guy well. He came alone, and used Antone's house band. And Guy felt so at home that he didn't do any flashy stuff. He just played guitar, sang, and testified. I felt blessed to witness it, and he was just genuinely happy to be there that night. I wonder how much of that audience has dissipated now that Antone is dead.