Heavy heart today, after yesterday’s news about Joe B. Mauldin’s passing at 74. He was an idol to me as a kid, and working with him from the late ’70’s onwards led to a friendship that endured.
The most humble and understated of men, despite his legendary status, he always projected an unaffected warmth and ease.
When Steve Winwood was first in Nashville we invited him to a party at which Joe B. and Jane were in attendance. When introduced, Steve went to his knees and kissed Joe B’s hands….when Keith Richards inducted The Crickets into the Musicians’ Hall Of Fame, his reaction was somewhat similar. Joe always seemed a little bemused by the adulation, but accepted it graciously.
As a youngster, it was beyond my wildest dreams that I’d ever be able to number Joe B. among my dear family friends, but what a blessing it was!
Deepest condolences to Jane and the girls; and his lifelong buddies, Jerry (J.I.) Allison, and Sonny Curtis
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