I wish I had seen Little Richard's show at BB King's place Monday night

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http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/17/arts/music/17rich.html?_r=1&ref=music&oref=slogin



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At the piano bench he dabbed at his makeup with a tissue, taking in screams of approval. He identified what he heard, as if it were bird song. “White ladies say ‘Aaaaa!’ ” he noted. “Black ladies say ‘Uuuuh!’ ”

Someone mentioned James Brown. “I’m so sorry about my friend James,” he said, making his face into a moue. “He loved me so much. He said, ‘Oh, you got some pretty skin.’ ”

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Little Richard is wary of photography. During “Blueberry Hill,” he noticed a lot of digital cameras. “Nobody do no video,” he ordered. “I ain’t hired you. Ain’t nothing going on unnoticed on this planet. The angels keep a record. You can take my money, but your child may get killed.” Quite a few people in the crowd drew a sharp breath at that.

“Could I get two black ladies to dance?” he ventured. “I’d like to have two fat white ladies, too. Juicy ones. And two Mexicans.”

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“It’s so nice just sitting here, being beautiful,” he said. “I feel so unnecessary.” Someone yelled. “Shaddup,” he shot back.