The great Texas blues guitarist Johnny Winter died this week.  I’ve been a huge fan since his first album which I recall blasting out my window so my friend Ben, who for some reason wasn’t allowed to come in, could hear it.  Though this had to be like 45 years ago, I vividly remember Ben pressing up to the screen as this electrifying music lit up both of us.

Here’s a later cut showing up his mastery of slide on Dylan’s Highway 51.  (I’ll resist connecting this to the Highway Trust Fund debate…)

All I can offer is the epithet of any great bluesman: “He done rambled…”