I met Chuck Berry in the St. Louis airport once many years ago, maybe 10 years ago now. He stopped me, and said, "Hey, darlin', can you tell me what time it is?" I pointed at the big clock on the wall and said, "It's 2:15." He said, "Ooooh, busted, I just wanted to talk to a pretty girl for a few minutes 'til my flight." We ended up talking for about 20 minutes until his flight started boarding, and I never even caught on to who he was until someone asked me if I knew that was Chuck Berry. He was quite the charmer. 🙂
Originally posted by SuzianneWhen I was 18 Chuck Berry was in his prime. I was playing around at the La Jolla cove and kept playing Berry on the juke box, a guy running the concession stand says, you really like guitar, right? I goes, yep! It was a great day in the sun at the beach.
I met Chuck Berry in the St. Louis airport once many years ago, maybe 10 years ago now. He stopped me, and said, "Hey, darlin', can you tell me what time it is?" I pointed at the big clock on the wall and said, "It's 2:15." He said, "Ooooh, busted, I just wanted to talk to a pretty girl for a few minutes 'til my flight." We ended up talking for about 20 min ...[text shortened]... o who he was until someone asked me if I knew that was Chuck Berry. He was quite the charmer. 🙂
Originally posted by sonhouseNobody cares about your lame story, pops.
When I was 18 Chuck Berry was in his prime. I was playing around at the La Jolla cove and kept playing Berry on the juke box, a guy running the concession stand says, you really like guitar, right? I goes, yep! It was a great day in the sun at the beach.
Originally posted by sonhouseSaw him at the Aquarius Theater in Hollywood in 74'. And many others. The good ole days.
Actually, nobody cares about ANYTHING about you. That is a fact. Except for your sycophants here like Freaky.
I was expressing my admiration for Chuck Berry and his influence on my music. So kiss my assumption you pig headed freak.
