Brings to mind wandering into one of the Chicago blues clubs ( be advised that this was in the early to mid 70's, so exact location is a little foggy). :tongue-new:
Anyway, came across this older black gentleman playing some seriously great licks. With his backup band playing furiously to keep up with him, the look on his face was "Lemme think now, do I want to stop for pizza tonight"?
Don't know who he was, but Ill always remember that look. When you're good, you're good.